So Sayeth The King Poem by Shirene L smith

So Sayeth The King



In the silent night the King’s horses are galloping
The King’s Knights are here for me
Grabbed me out of my bed, out of my dreams
Bagged my head so I couldn’t see, shackled my hands
I am being transported to the King’s Dungeon………….
To the darkest dark, the dampest damp
Still in my bed clothes, still half-awake
Minutes move like snail
Days pass even, still in this darkness
There are keys in the lock
The door cracks open to light, I squint
I am being transported to the King’s Court………………
My crimes read; tyranny, conspiracy and seduction
Last words, I am a good humble woman, ask all whom know me
I know not these crimes
Sentence banishment from the Kingdom of Love
Sentence carried out immediately
I am now being transported to barrenness…………………………

Saturday, May 24, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: love hurts
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