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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.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2017




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