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A Night with the Queen

- A Night with the Queen -
Based on some of my past-life memories…

On another world in a part of the universe far distant…
When time was in a previous cycle than the current one,
I lived on a world ruled by a royalty passing decadent.
They schemed long before all human history had begun!
Call us aliens if it pleases, we were mortal nonetheless,
And: much as humans today art, but very different still.
With etiquette as refined as our cruelty, and as delicious,
As a banquet before a king, or a hunter before the kill!
We savored life and death alike and spared no pleasure,
In our zeal for living and lusts for joy, however twisted.
Judge not what was, by the scope of human measure…
For human history, was no less oft stained bloody red!

“My mother and father were royalty, or so I was told,
I was to be Queen, but my heart was fierce and bold!
So to a proud Warrior King, I set my heart and my will,
And, I won him to my bed, after his rivals he did kill…
But all too oft, upon drunken hunts he wouldst depart,
Leaving me alone with my family’s ever-scheming art.
I needed a younger man, and a certain prince I fancied,
So some poison in the King’s cup wouldst set me free…
And so passed the old King, whilst the realm mourned.
I was only a young girl at the time, but a lady scorned!
How oft had he beat me, or forced me to lie with him?
No warrior was he, but a beast given to lust and to sin.”

Corruption in hearts reflects oft the soul that lies inside!
And, the great lizards that were hunted for their skulls,
Were: less beasts sometimes, despite their scaly hide…
Than the highborn kings of old, stubborn as mad bulls.
And so the death of the lizards was at least honorable,
Whereas the deaths of some kings were far less clean!
The one I put an end to had his soul become horrible…
So that it was better he die, than to live a life obscene.
Some cruelties canst go too far and I was not amused,
By foolishness masked by nobility, a thin mask at that!
No longer wouldst I serve, nor submit to be abused…
I was Queen, and so I wouldst tolerate no such threat.

“So I married my prince, who was more my own age…
Not a man old enough to be my father, or some sage!
For a wedding present, I had the King’s head on a pike,
Brought into our bedchamber where we spent the night.
My prince was tender, and became King that evening…
For love with a Queen, with hair golden and gleaming,
Will make a man of any boy, and seeing the bloody head:
Reminded him who truly rules this old kingdom, instead.
When I am older, to such measures I might be less given,
But youth must hath its’ madness, until one hath striven…
Enough the path of wisdom to know right from wrong!
But a Queen must wield power; a Queen must be strong.”

A single memory from a time that none living do recall…
And a single moment in a lifetime lived before this Earth,
Was even known to me: longer even before Eden’s fall.
A memory that hath been with me, since my very birth…
One of countless such, for it is my burden to remember.
If I be a messenger, a prophetess, an angel or goddess,
With the spirit of a lover, a warrior queen or defender…
I am still: me, and contain both equal light and darkness.
I feel not shame in knowing the good and evil that was,
For this cycle of time and all of its’ history is here now!
But I am still Queen in spirit, and follow my just cause…
For my nature is noble whilst my word is ever my vow.
Written by Kou_Indigo (Kara L. Pythiana-Ashton)
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