There Is a Sword Above
There is a sword
hanging above his throne
to whom that feels the power of power
an assassin at the gate
a complaining soul under the pillow
thorns beneath the mattress
a glowing charcoal beneath the sandals
a caterpillar near his plate
and arrow for his heart in the crowds
Surely he is most uncomfortable
that occupies the throne
Though sweet it is as bitter honey
once in, not easy to exit.
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