The Two Queens

The Two Queens In a far off distant land, lost within a realm, some unknown Where time skews, a mystical world, none have ever known Reside two thrones, of such beauty and a black tainted heart Sisters growing together but some painful lost love torn apart The White Queen There was a Queen of angelic beauty, brilliance and light With a heart filled with compassion and a love oh so bright Her love for her people and her throne beyond all compare And her gift for sharing all the wealth left no one in despair The beauty of the land was as far as the eye could see All crops aplenty, for all to reap, no hunger, all are free All of the land, for all of her people to live on and share Where peace and harmony reigns, answers to all prayer The Black Queen There was a Queen of blackness, darkness and despair Where her deepest hatred and sorrow poisoned the air Her bitterness for everything consumed her very soul Creating such a blight which enveloped everyone whole The land was barren, bleak, rancid soil gave no cultivation Her throne, her people, just pawns, merely complications Her throne was of evil and gloom, her dominion was fear Casting a shadow of despondency throughout the year The White Queen would wonder “How could I help those in need” “If I could only reach out to my lost sister, let my love supersede “ “Let the past be a distant memory of days so long ago” “To hold her once again as we did, such as children grow” The Black Queen exclaims “ What a fool my lost sister is she” “Her beliefs in her people will be her downfall, so it must be” “I can never forgive the past, nor shall I entertain such thought“ “Never shall I speak her name, or the misery that she brought” Two sisters lost in a sea of woe and despair Both unable to find the forgiveness to repair One hoping that one day things may change One lost in hateful sorrow, never to exchange