Laconic Kingdom | Claire Tessum

Laconic Kingdom

Claire Tessum

Poem

The monarchy was simply run Until they came with sword and gun An insulting blow sent to The Queen But she fought back with word and dream The king thought differently instead, And met the army had to head For in his eyes revenge could stand With honor; they went hand in hand. She nodded slow, and he left, The kingdom ran with little theft. The king came back, she hung her head She knew he carried guilt and dread. Betrayed, with little marriage to repair, She rose above and stole his chair.