The King sits on his throne
Waiting, waiting
The halls echo in the deep
Listen, Listen
The arches curve above him
Towering, towering
The windows let in the pale light
Glisten, Glisten
His armour falls around his body
Fading, Fading
The floor stained below him
Concealing, Concealing
His eyes widen with each noise
Fearing, Fearing
The air cold around him
Fogging, Fogging
The fireplace has died behind him
Embers, Embers
His fingers stroke at his beard
Thinking, Thinking
The court stand to please him
Faking, Faking
Their words like hidden daggers
Unbelievers, Unbelievers
Armies march towards him
Tides, Tides
He walks in the pale moonlight
Pacing, Pacing
The faces he has seen are gone
Fleeing, Fleeing
His demise comes from all direction
Villains, Villains
Who will stand by his side
No one, No one.
About the Creator
Ray Calleja
Model, Actor, Poet, far too optimistic for this. Rocking it since 93’ , ex boxer and Thai fighter, so probably brain damaged.
Here to share the wondrous experience of living with you all.
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