The King

Villanelles are evil.

Through a translucent tear-stained crystal pane
Framed by a waterfall of satin gore,
The king mourns the one thing he can’t obtain.

Shackled to duty by a golden chain,
He flees to a fool’s paradise once more
Through a translucent tear-stained crystal pane.

Disregarding the wealth that could sustain
The starving soldiers fighting his cursed war,
The king mourns the one thing he can’t obtain.

Though his dying people justly complain,
He brutally ignores their anguished roar
Through a translucent tear-stained crystal pane.

Venomous storms rule throughout his domain.
Sanguine skies will never bless the land for
The king mourns the one thing he can’t obtain.

Blind to realm’s plight, he gives his mind free rein,
And blissfully escapes to days of yore
Through a translucent tear-stained crystal pane;
The king mourns the one thing he can’t obtain.