The Sadness Of The Real Queen Poem by RIC BASTASA
The Sadness Of The Real Queen
the Sad Queen
has killed her lover
her kingdom demands
that she has to be alone
Power is always a jealous
companion
the lover is buried
in her darkness
today she shall visit
her People
Walk with her powdered
face
thick with her laces
seriously enough
she is the Queen of Power
the Symbol of her People
No lust can keep her
Love, she does not worship
Friends she could not keep
Kin she must disregard.
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4/19/2024 3:48:25 PM # 1.0.0.1119
What a powerful Queen, who destroyed the power hungry lover in her dark! ! so unique!