Red Queen

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White as white as white

With blood red stains to tell their tale

The pomp and circumstance

The wailing, wretched, dark trevail

 

The red queen comes

And by the pricking

Of childish thumbs

We hear the thunder and the drums

As the red queen comes

 

Black as black as black

A sacred heart is bleeding out

A bloodied crown of thorns

Replaces abject faith with doubt

 

The red queen cries

And innocence

With all hopes dies

We’re steeped in treachery and lies

As the red queen cries

 

Red as red as red

The clicking of the shears that rend

And not a soul is saved

For all the pennies that we spend

 

The red queen stands

In words that all

Can understand

And none among us can withstand

Her dread demands

© Helen M Valentina 2020

About Helen

I'm drawn to blogging as a way to share ideas and consider what makes us who we are. Whether it's in our working life or our creativity, expression is a means to connect.
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3 Responses to Red Queen

  1. Whew. A strong piece, Helen.

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