A dismal king sat with his deadly crown,
Upon a bejeweled throne he continued to frown.
Meaningless wars over petty grounds.
Screaming swords, normal sounds.
A lonely queen sat with her unwanted crown,
Upon an isolated throne, land broken and brown.
Horrific fighting over ghastly gold,
She longs to lay down her deck and fold.
An empty prince sat with his hollow crown,
Tied to a wife in a fetching ball gown.
Bloody battles over pride and power,
Every second, misery hour.
Each one at war with the other,
Forgetting that they were sister and brother
A dismal king, a lonely queen, an empty prince,
They haven’t loved, their childhood since.
Simple struggle for poisonous sovereign,
Now they lay in an abandoned coffin.
Now again, they are together,
Without war or fighting or battles just them and forever.