Questions

Can you hear a silent clamor of
Rage
Throughout the land
As your bejeweled courtiers
Set up a fateful
Stage
For its most gruesome play?

Can you see the common cattle
Turning
As you ride along,
With whitened knuckles clenching,
And down-cast eyes all
Burning,
As they await the storm?

Can you feel their starvling fingers
Tearing
At your sacred flesh?
Hard faces raving, craving,
With lust-filled eyes and
Staring
To feast on your blue blood.


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