An Empty Court

An empty court, A royal seat.
A Kingly crown, A queen feast
A banquet for the victory won
A vigil for the departed son.

A kingdom won, Subjects lost,
A war fought, deadly its cost.
A clink of gold, the clang of swords.
A headstone and a table with different words.

History in all its wisdom,
Created a deadly system.
Kill or be killed was the natural law
For the planet after the thaw.

To what end, would this war lead
Leaving widows and heartache in its stead.
For what do we stand up and fight,
every moment from whence we see light.

The love we have remembers us,
The one’s whose eyes we close, hasn’t a fuss,
Every victory, every crown, every ego ever won,
Empty handed into the ground was how the emperor had gone.
Left behind were the people he loved,
Who remembered and wept for their beloved.