Oh Henry
God save the king
but not the queen
Her neck awaits
the guillotine
Someone to blame
each sacrifice
The son he wanted
whose birth on ice
The throne half-vacant
one seat to fill
The royal maidens
appear at will
Which one will prosper
how many fall
Into the moat
—of fate’s recall
(The New Room: October, 2023)
Copyright © Kurt Philip Behm | Year Posted 2023
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