The Would-Be-King
An original poem of outrage
The Would-Be-King Cried, “Hoax,” and laughed
Some laughed with him A part of the cult Others rolled their eyes While still others ignored
But no one believed He would put his own people in jeopardy To retain his position At the top of the great white hill Not daring to risk economic prosperity Or the power he perceived he had
By the time his lie came to light He’d surrounded himself with impenetrable walls Bolted his doors And barred reality from entering Saying, at the same time “It’s really not so bad” And “You’re on your own”
As the long, dark, endless night began The sound of laughter Could still be heard From within his safe, locked world As the rest the planet burned To the ground
Natalie Frank has had her poetry featured in several anthologies including Untimely Frost. Her fiction has been published in Haunted Waters Press, Weirdbook Magazine, Siren’s Call Publications, Lycan Valley Press and Zero Fiction among others. Her collection of poetry, Disguised I Breathe, In Love I Hold, can be found on Amazon under her pen name, Taye Carrol.
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