Michael J. Burt
Royal Court - Poem by Michael J. Burt
every royal court has it's Kings and Queens,
the chosen ones,
that are the most high, the untouchables.
then you have your prince,
the protégé of the royal family,
who with time, will be the next King,
what is a King?
a man whose words reflect his strength,
power reflects his work,
and humbleness is never ending,
a man of honor.
what is a Queen?
a woman whose honesty reflects her heart,
poems rise and rise, and keep rising,
and is honored nationally,
a woman with class.
what is a Prince?
a young man who is lyrically talented,
with unlimited potential,
a king in training.
the royal poetry court is what i mean,
The Queens of Poetry,
Rita Dove, and
and along with the Queens,
are the Kings,
Countee Cullen, and
sitting back in their shadows,
basking for his chance to one day become a King,
is this Prince,
who only asked for a chance.
but this isn't about me,
it's about you,
the Kings and Queens of Poetry,
who paved the way for young poets like me.
i thank you for your thoughts, your words,
and your contributions to the poetry world.
without a little bit from all of you,
there would be no poetry from me…to you,
i thank you for choosing to express yourself.
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