King

You are

worshipped

like a regal gilded thing

charismatic and proud

you are

 

a people pleaser

with a stern strength

of stone

a face within a smile

which outshines and belies

the mysteries beneathe

kept well away

those closest

have the faintest of clues

a people pleaser

 

and still

they run to you

in babbles

in gaggles

in herds

to catch you speak

songs of birds

nightingale

hyperkind words that lift

hope and fantasy

your friends aplenty

a people pleaser

 

they covet the times

when you christen the dusk

full of stars and its dust

in their weeping eyes

shower you with

adolation

gifts of virgins

virtues

or savage relations

they covet the times

 

you are

their lord of lush

their harbinger of pleasures'

promise

a great septre

to baptise them

of sin

release

you are

 

a man

in a crowd,

pulled in all directions

loud in your reflections

fair to those you meet

shelter them

these boys

heavy

with concrete

a man

 

and how a man becomes king

with your passion and touch

which outshines and belies

lust

and a withering

heart

if only they knew

of what i know

of you

with me

we start anew,

i am the evidence

another apostle

disassembled

apart

how change is not noticed

like a shadow

underfoot

or a deed behind a grin

a lightfoot

of your tranformation

within

i am the evidence

how a man becomes king... 

 Let God's light in.

It is the heart 

          that makes a true 

king...

Lion

Guardian...

(The living proof

    every day is always 

Spring

and every night

the choir of stars 

sing)

Love is the crown

and you are chosen...

Our world is waiting...

 

 

Reviews

[Kaye]

This is a really cool poem. It's written in a slam-poetry sort of style (which is how I read it to myself)
The idea is amazing and clear and powerful.
The one thing that didn't flow for me was the repeatition of the line "a people pleaser" it was a really cool line the first time, but the other two times it sort of cut off the rhythm.