rage and recovery

king arthur is a monster, but lancelot is a fraud

they sang praises to the powerful

and wonderful king arthur

with his glittering jewels and

his loud laugh.

but soon they realized

arthur's weak heart and 

ache for all-consuming power

were no match for the weight of the throne.

so they looked to lancelot

with his soft sureness

and his quiet strength

and they leaned on his shoulder

when times got tough,

and guenivere was sure

that lancelot was her knight in shining armor

and that lancelot, for all his hardness,

would never take the sword at his belt

and stab it through her heart

without so much as a cursory glance.

but the people of camelot were wrong

and guienivere was wrong.

lancelot is nothing more 

than another man in falsely shiny armor

that attempts to infiltrate

the strongest of kingdoms

just so that he may take the hearts

of the people he swears to protect

and crush them between his fingers. 

guienivere wanted nothing more

than to breathe without the fear

of anyone's hands around her throat,

and she thought that lancelot was the one

that would look after her

and be patient with her fears

and lookinto her soul before

he looked under her dress.

but lancelot is not the man she thought he was,

because arthur never pretended to be

anything but the monster he was,

but lancelot used his soft words

and his quiet demenor

and his blue, blue eyes

to infiltrate guinevere's heart,

and take her priceless possessions

and throw her love on the floor

like a useless tin shield.

guienevere never needed 

the soft assaults of lancelot

but she thought that maybe,

if this man with his blue eyes

and his blonde hair

and his quiet laugh 

wanted to know more 

than her soft flesh

then maybe she would open up the gates

and allow him refuge in her heart,

but guienevere was wrong,

because lancelot never wanted anything more

than flesh and praise and worship,

just as arthur wanted,

and he would do anything

and hurt anyone

to get it.