Oct 30, 2024, 10:18 PM  

A Jester and a King 

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Once a jester wanted to expose
In front of the almighty king of land
The hidden thoughts of those, who are supposed
With their loyalty to outstand.

The king hid himself from the sights,
Because he wanted to unveil the facts.
Even his mistress for playful delights
Was not informed about his acts.

The jester maintained appearance
As if he was in a great despair,
He told a minister in nearance
He had important news to share:

"I could bet my head that also you
Would be crushed by such an event
There is nothing more that we could do
Our king is coming to his end."

"That the king is on his way to die
Would give me the best oportunity,
Because nobody could deny
I lead the best traders' community.

I could ensure the best materials
For the king's memorial
King's journey to the world ethereal
Would make me much more glorious."

Receiving the rage of the monarch's conclusion
Taught the jester truth's more bitter than lie
"After me a flood" is just an illusion,
On which most kings tend to rely.

© Таня Гулериа All rights reserved.

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