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Royalty
~Royalty~
There once was a young, rich, handsome, king
who lived in a grand palace and slept with a beautiful princess.
On the outskirts of the palace grounds lived an old, poor, ugly man
who lived in a hut and slept with snakes and bugs.
One fine, summer, morning the beautiful princess awoke
to find the king had been poisoned and was dead.
The princess left the palace in a carriage accompanied
by wealthy suitors and horse-mounted soldiers.
The king's body was taken to the village center
and hanged by its feet from the branch of a tree,
where it was defiled by peasants with rocks and sticks.
The old, poor, ugly man slept late,
that morning, and enjoyed fantastical dreams.
When he finally awoke and sat up in his hut
he smiled, and felt like a king.
D. B. Tompsett
Mussolini
makes me think of Mussolini's death and
maybe the decapitation of King Charles II
and the slow accumulation of anger in a populace