The Mysteries of the Throne



I marvel at the many-rendered tales
Of homage to the palace and the throne
Where kings and queens and princes park their tails.

The pilgrimage of twilight is well known,
As Nature’s call must always be obeyed
Or else we reap the consequences sown.

I wonder why the masses are afraid
To light the way ahead and thus avoid
The pitfalls that portend relief delayed?

I must confess, amusement is enjoyed
When princesses refuse to look ahead;
Their dampened spirits quickly get annoyed.

Of answers to these thoughts, I am devoid;
These mysteries are best resolved by Freud.

© 2008 by Robert E. Blackwell