Art by Anna Podedworna
A king is not a man
He is Order
Tilting toward Chaos
Lance of Truth
Strong and straight
The perfumed fetish
Of the Goddess
Tucked in his gauntlet
His heart is forward
His head is up
He is the alchemist
Transmuting the potential
Of existential obliteration
Into a navigable path
For the Kingdom
A king is not a ruler
He is a servant
He chooses himself last
He takes the arrows first
He never coddles or deceives
Because he respects his people
Because he is the people
He does not cling to power
He serves for as long as he is asked
No more
No less
A king is not a man
He is Man
