Queens and Kings
Queens of Kings an heir to bare,
to hoast and boast in lavish fare.
When her body cursed a girl abide
her mate no longer waits her side.
A boy only fit to reign,
to grow in powers noble fame,
A daughter loved but forgot
for a ruler, she is not.
What if the tides should turn a new,
what hatred therefrom pursed lips spew.
A Queen would reign without a care
to hell with a future King as heir.
Copyright © Jt Nyx | Year Posted 2020
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