End of the Crown

I see the dust through the window,

Moving fast across the sea,

The fires burn across the grass,

The tide takes the golden glass.

I shake away the tears and pain,

As the sword lay still and tame.

The crown is heavy with doubts and fears,

Kings and Queens give no ear.

I watch from high above,

Watch as the rivers below fill with blood.

She left me now, her eyes stay open,

Forgotten gems are all but broken.

I take the knife deep into my hand,

The blade fills with the blood of sand.

I watch as my kingdom shatters,

My sons and daughters show me what matters.

The last in a long line of men,

Who will now take up the sword and pen.