King’s Fool Poem by Lauma Lapa

Amongst the wise I stand disguising
that flame of heart that would depart
only with the embers of soul.

A hand
Stretched out towards those
who have lived in dark
and never seen the light, to delight their hearts
till that last contest

King’s Fool
Amongst the strong beings to despond
the topmost of hope to elope
and find a place of security.

Our eyes
Meet across the bars of a marble altar
How bare are the walls
depicting the fall
of the wise