{Prompt: Look through a history textbook. Decide on an event that might inspire you to write about. Consider the images, ideas, universal themes connected within the events, as well as the people who may have or may not have been involved/affected.}
There is sacrifice and bloodshed,
shadows that consume the litter on the streets
Blade bloody with the blood of a thousand peoples,
Soaked with the blood of royals
Children, adults, the monarchy--who isn't sacrificed in such an occasion as this?
Escape the familiar prison household
only to be found guilty of treason.
Both women
And men
Gathered around the base of the chopping block
An axe ready to fire,
cheering among the crowd full of hungry animals.
Ready to feast on the bloodshed
For a few more years
Until our fair king's spirit
is dead
In the name of our Revolution.
YOU ARE READING
Star Struck
PoetryThis is a little collection of poems I've made. Not sure how long I'll continue it, but I'll make a few. {Completed! There's a sequel book if you'd like to read it, the sequel is called "Milky Way"} Note: This was called "Book of Poems" previously...
