KING RICHARD III

The opioid King Richard III
stalks the mourning Lady Ann
as she attends the procession 
Of her soulmate's death
The knight begins to bleed
As the author of his fatal wound
approaches his corpse

No light in death
Just the spit
Of a sorrowful 
Widow 
Promising to scathe
Her tormentor
as though it
Is poison
Upon his
Face

BUT ATLAS

The spit upon
Her mouth
Serves
As an ointment 
To resurrect
The love of her
Life from
The dead 

For though
The Serenade 
Of
The Tambourine Man
Is not
A disease
Rather a seducer
Like 
The villain
King Richard
Grasping
The breath
From its prey

The surgence
of Hope 
And
Loyalty
From the
Heart of
The true
Believer
Will always
Prevail

Breaking
The bondage
Of life's enslavement 

Love
Is 
Freedom

A couple's 
Messiah

This writer
Dear blessed
Poets to Romance
knows

King Richard
Will
Not win......