Melody of Kings

Melody of Kings

By: Ethan West

If I bring a melody unto my eyes

And scream "This is my heart, my art!" I will state

That the bitter man with many angers cries

At his horribly mangled and battered fate

And as his tears pour fourth he may only hope

That in mind, in soul he may not be possessed

He sees the beginning but not the scope

This perilous flaw that he sees none the least

That in common flaw that leaves us despising

Ourselves, our flaws, we scream as we so state

That while some were born rich, the rest arising

And all men are equal when they leave life's gate

They cry out to me! With a message that brings

That while they were here they were nothing but kings.

Author's Note

It's finally happened. The legal wall has fallen on digital publishing of my works. This is one of the 70 poems from my book "A Winter Walk," please let me know what you think. I'll post a couple others tonight I'd love to get your opinion. This poem specifically has one 1 contest and has been published in 2 collaborations from the World Poetry Movement. It was entered into The New Yorker to no avail sadly.

Reviews

[lee von cleef]

Twist the blade ,hook my gut,as I read and you did.

[BorealPoet]

Well I'm glad you liked it! Thanks for reading!

[gombeggar]

in the middle of confusion but looking for light it seems

[BorealPoet]

An excellent hypotheses as always my friend. Thanks for reading!

[gombeggar]

very welcome...follow your heart and instinct when writing

[Kelsey]

I read this slowly, taking in every word and line, making it that much more beautiful. To read something that grasps my attention so well that I don't want it to end, well, it's amazing. Your writing tends to do that to me. Wonderful job.

[BorealPoet]

Wow thanks! I'm really glad my writing has that kind of an impact. Thank you so much for reading I'm thrilled you enjoyed my work!