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…………………………
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