Long has this kingdom
lacked a king, silently,
we stand in their place.
-oOo-
He thinks I do not
know: but I do. The Captain
desires my city.
-oOo-
At the end, she was
as white as the gulls from the
sea that she longed.
-oOo-
My sons, different
but so alike. The younger
has the elder’s gifts.
-oOo-
One lost, near death. One
lost, dead. Doom approaches,
but I stand and laugh.
-oOo-
The fire that burns, the
consuming flame, destroying
all that it touches.