Pedestal Poem by Rebecca Pepper

I sit upon a pedestal
Of the once so proud and haughty fool
And watch the day die to night
In a painful blood red light
I ask the fools who place me here
Do you truly not yet fear?
That a fall from heights such as these
Will bring a nation to its knees
They laugh and mock and disbelieve
Yet I wonder now why I do not leave
This place where idiots sit on thrones
To fly or flee to a place I can be alone
Where my actions hold my shame or fame
Yet none can blame their actions on my name
A place where I am my own to rule
Not a scapegoat on a forsaken pedestal