Beat the servant, Kiss the Queen.

The darling smiles and brightens the day,
she carries a soft laughter that fills up empty hallways.

"An angel has come!" some men will yell,
"So gather, servants of less fortunate, let's shatter hell!"

Queens and Kings and their majestic rings,
come to see the scene with staffs worth more than me.

With peasants bowing as their leader walks by,
the men on horses trample on them just to hear them cry.

There's racism, communism, and unfair equality,
endless love and needless words are screamed in all our pleas.

There is desire in my vision and hope in my heart,
Praying this world is just my imagination creating works of art,
I am in a deep thought, trance, blur,
Of whether or not this is a dream or real,

I'll leave that to the Queen at my execution, let the innocents scream for help.

-J.H. Gweon