The dead Queen
She wore an invisible crown on her head
She rules a kingdom of dead.
Her silver hairs shows her wisdom
Still didn't receive respect from her kingdom.
Her throat is parched, she begs for water
Sat by her side was her dying daughter.
Both the Queen and the princess closed their eyes
And drift into an oblivious night.
When the people knew of their death
They let out a shaky breath.
After all they were sister and mother
Of their king and Prince. Their father and brother.
Those people were the oppressor, her in-laws
Who killed them with their filthy claws.
Now that they lay dead in peace,
They couldn't put their mind at ease.
What happened was they always wanted,
Now realised, they took them for granted.
Women are not just your worker or maid,
They're spirit of your home that'll fade,
With time, with order, with every harsh name,
And your every happiness will go just like they came.
Don't take her for granted for she'll be dead
Still a Queen and will continue to rule your head.
~Andromeda
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