Lost in the claim of affiliation
A belief with reason or a reason to believe.
Fixated on what we hope could be
What could never occur.
She wants to talk about blue skies but sees only the darkest of clouds
Reigning down in tyranny and loathsome momentum.
Clashing like titans, a mind boggling war
Set upon a land of sovereign nobility.
The kings men pillage the ripest of juices
Negating the fruits of labor.
In dungeons of lore, love and law hindered by corruption
Pouring from pores of porous proportions
And she tore the paper to shreds.
The Queen called forth her most loyal soldiers
Waving her delicate fingers to and fro
Bowing down, the men found no reason to rise
As the blood and bones once solid now liquefy
Because nothing exists here…
Not Kings and Queens
No land and law
And by far no love.