Conflagration

Abdicate without further ado

Beseech your old monarch

Cowardice drips off of him like

Detritus on a dying wood

Emboldened has our future leader become

From far she has traveled

Gone are the days of silence and chicanery

Hallowed are these halls and parapets

In this palace that was once splendid and a perfect

Juxtaposition for a chaotic world

Kalopsia riddled minds of addled councilors

Lamenting the past when things were skewed in their favor

Memento mori, gentlemen;

Now cometh a reaper for thee

Obliterate what no longer serves us, the people

Polemic revived and upheld, we have spoken

Quiet is the sufferance, and loud is the

Revolution

Sirenize the masses to the plight,

Tonight with the moon they shall rise

Until the dawn of a new era has shone its light

Verily, we have become inevitable in our union

Wax poetic all you may like

Xenoliths strike through within the old regime,

Your time is up

Zeitgeists never live forever - abandon the throne.