STORY STARTER
Write a poem or short story from the perspective of royalty, which focuses on a specific topic of your choice.
It could be real royalty or a fantasy world, but try to imagine how they would feel differently about your chosen theme due to their position.
The Unpolished From Golden Eyes
I hate them.
They stink and they’re unclean.
I hate them.
They shouldn’t be seen.
I hate them.
They’re never polite.
I hate them.
Too stupid to fight.
I watch them.
They are our servents.
I watch them.
They grow our food.
I watch them.
They clean my filth.
I watch them.
Too busy to learn.
I envy them.
No expectations or etiquette lessons.
I envy them.
Their freedom from uncountable eyes.
I envy them.
Fathers hugging their sons.
I envy them.
Too poor to afford the happy disguise.
Why can’t I be them?
Why can’t I learn to love?
Why am _I_ above **them**?
