Royality
He was a plain man
and learned no latin
Having left all gold behind
he dealt out peace
to all us wild men
and the weather
He ate fish, bread,
country wine and God's will
Dust sandaled his feet
He wore purple only once
and that was an irony
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:: this post is part of the Friday Poetry roundup hosted by Cuentesitos.
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