Purple Room

A Poem by Dr. Jack

Royalty and loyalty are the essence of it's existence.
In here i'm king, i rule my fantasies and dreams in a kingdom of unimaginable realms.
In here the world is tailored, to suit my needs or so it seems, seamless threading and quality blending, of the finest material things and the satisfaction they bring.
The diadems for my adornment, my words are your commandments, i request nothing more than your simple obedience and in return i'll spare your existence.
In here lies my seat of power, in truth it speaks and honesty seeks, if your presence be summoned it's the judgement hour.
I am the law, i am the other, i make the rules and maintain order, a balance of good, of bad and improper, i feed off this power from breakfast to supper.
I know what should be and think it to existence, my mind rules this place it dominates with its presence.
I hold nothing dear no horrors no fear , no burden i cannot bear my vision is clear
I see what i want, i begin the hunt, chase after my goals and watch them unfold.
This mind game i play, this purple room madness, i go round in circles like an infinite loop of sadness
Like alexander i conquer, my army is great pulling down every gate we wander and plunder we tear down great kingdoms and put them asunder.
I have not a season, i need not a reason, the goal is to own every kingdom and throne.