Post by dazb on Apr 15, 2005 9:11:09 GMT -5
A Darker King
Nineteen sixties, sat in power
For a decade now as king of the tower.
All knelt before this sovereign throne
Industries and commerce lying prone.
Centuries of exile finally ended,
Welcomed by subjects arms extended.
Ruling with tolerance, never with greed.
But now awaiting the fruit of this seed
A Prince Apparent in a different frame
Reared in the search for ancient blame.
Armies unsettled with the king of old,
Whispers of avarice, a new taste of gold.
Changing times and counsel too,
Soothe sayers exchanged for generals new.
Altered worlds thrown into reverse,
The foreign relationships once so terse
Now are allied to the king’s own mentors,
With thoughts of money saving ventures.
Trojan horses of foreign steel,
Oil to stabilise a troubled keel.
All were threats to our Monarch Black
Deals were sealed no turning back.
The way forward from those days on
Written in the light of a rising sun.
Hereupon the King’s fate was sealed,
Inflicted wounds that couldn't be healed.
Strangled and choked by commercial weight
Without consultation or honest debate.
King Coal exiled again in his own domain
Forty years tortured, finally dying in pain.
