See,
we all gathered around
to hear the news today,
to see if the song still remained
as it had
for ten thousand yesterdays,
but there were murmurs
in the backcourt,
dissention on the line
and I knew that these men
were no longer my brothers;
some,
I couldn’t recognise.
Greed and envy take the eyes
and hatred sits upon the brow
and vitriol darkens the gaze,
venomous words do twist the mouth.
For though we had gathered here
to hear the word,
to seek a peace;
many had come to kill the king.
A little power can take the mind.
A little magic draws them in.
Sex and money fuel the choice
and ego binds them like a chain.
They had forgotten
that they swore the oaths,
one time,
long ago.
The prince of lies demands his payment;
he only takes his wage in souls.
So, they had come to kill the king;
these heathen bastards,
once my friends,
but war and victory have claimed them
and some who live are truly dead.
A dagger draws,
a bowstring flexes
and all the air escapes the room,
for I will always remain faithful;
the bride will always have her groom.
A flash of steel,
a screaming chorus
that doesn’t stretch out very long,
for traitors always find their end
quickly,
as justice must be done.
Lust and vanity are endless,
sex and lies alluring still
and more will come to kill the king;
those who used to sing
his name with love
and eyes turned heavenward.
We faithful will remain
where we have always been;
wary of the wolves
outside the door.
HG – 2017
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