Kingdom Needs Blood and Steel!
A riot, a kingdom... Rioters under the command of a RIOTER intered the Royal Palace. The doors closed... blood grappled with steel. The result? The sword always triumphs over blood! The king was killed. The rioter became the king. He became the king and his son, the prince! A new dynasty, different of others...
Two days later- Royal Palace- Coronation ceremony
Coronation was done, but... the crown was bloody! The prince whispers to the king:
- My lord, the crown is bloody!
- Yes, son! Kingdom needs blood and steel! Until yesterday, we were rebels; today, we are the Royal Family. A king needs blood and steel to rule. Look at these people! For them, whoever wears the crown is the king! But don’t forget! Without blood, you can’t rule. The cloak of kings, all kings, is smeared with blood!
200 years later... A riot... the doors closed... creek of blood... the crown was smeared with blood... a new kingdom was born! A rioter became the king...
distortion
spinning,
spinning,
spinning.
this hectic
component
is what
puts me
at ease.
when i
spin,
i can look
past the
ugly
little
creatures
clawing
at my
ankles.
if i
whirl
around
a bit
faster,
they’ll
fly off.
i can’t
see clearly,
but that
means
i am
blind to
the truth.
so i’ll keep
spinning,
spinning,
spinning.
catch me if you can.
What Shouldn’t Have Been
I was a child that wasn’t suppose to be born. When my mother was just three years old, she was diagnosed with Sickle Cell Anemia. The doctors told my grandmother that mom wouldn’t live long enough to become an adult. When she became an adult, doctors told my mom that if she ever got pregnant she would die during childbirth. Two years later, she was pregnant with her one and only child. Me. She brought me into this world and despite what the doctors had said we both went home a few days later. She saw me graduate high school in 2016 and she saw me graduate college in May of 2020. She passed away on July 19, 2020. She is deeply missed and forever loved. She was 55.