CROWN JEWELS

Those empty promises and the broken lies

that leave nothing but the shards of hearts,

Inspires emotional and intellectual suicide.

Beyond war is love, the most elusive art.

Another swift strike, a hit, a blow,

leads us forward, by ambitions’ great mode,

still players strut and fret the stage in show,

until like Alexander, our bones and dust erode.

E’en so, the poor fires that emerge from stars

challenge ourselves, our souls to ne’er depart,

Love then, I now admire from afar,

Ulysses’ pact, I sign, or I dare not embark.

A princess lost and found, with jewels resign,

With my severed head, so ends royal bloodlines.