Pools of Blood

Raised to lift entire kingdoms and brought down every time.

Do better.

Be better.

Lift your eyes,

Never crack,

Be the leader they need.

The leader they need is not a beaten man.

Not a wholistic ghost,

Constantly wreaking of whiskey,

Never able to hold a steady gaze.

The leader they need is not this man,

Has not always been this man.

But when a fly across the seas flies around the wrong room people get hurt.

And when important people get hurt

Kingdoms crumble.

When kingdoms crumble kings rush to patch the cracks.

Weak and dripping putty patches the walls just enough to glaze over our family.

No more gentle kisses,

No more tender holds,

Always working.

Beaten and bruised,

Be stronger,

Be the leader,

Be ready,

And don’t ever underestimate a fly.

Proud and dissolving in his thrown.

A turned over crown allowing him to soon float up to the skies.

You loved me so fiercely,

Fire is in our bones you said,

Use your strength so fierce that they all burn.

Leave no doubt in your bath.

Take the throne.

Leave the flies to nothing but ash.

Let their be flames.

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