The Royal, The Regal Versus The Poet’s Realm

Of splendid thrones of gold
Of treasures manifold

Of jewelled caskets
Of lavish banquets

Of Sultans and Shahs
Of Emirs and rajas

Of kings and queens
Of rulers and emperors

Of sparkling crowns
or flowing gowns

Of their subservient stewards and obedient butlers
The times of minions pavilions and pages
Of stalwart squires and servile knaves

Of castles and palaces
of abounding gold and silver
in oestentatious regal splendour

Ah, the fanning maids in waiting
Yet to me only one thing worth noticing
The poet minstrels who came to sing
from afar for the queen and king

For I’d rather be a poet for kings
so to my tuneful verses swayed the kingdom
than I be the king of mere subjects
and be filled with regal boredom!