Lifeless kings on broken thrones
Marrowless their hollow bones
In their fraying robes they rest
Swords and scepters on their breast
Ruling justly, Going mad
Kingdom happy, Kingdom sad
Wisdom, Counsel, Curses, Love
Ceasing from the world above
In the crypt the young man walks
And the silenced voice now talks
Do not seek to rule the land
Use no fair or iron hand
Power breeds a deadly fear
Give in to it and you’re here
Take your lute and travel far
To some distant summer star
In your youthful glory soak
Time enough for Death’s cold cloak
Bed and brawl through many lands
Soon the hour glass spills the sands
Sand grains stop the blood, you’ll see
Death no longer mystery
Learn and laugh and love your fill
Live before your
Time stands
still
A brilliant piece, Alfred. Nicely done.
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