I always wondered
where the boundaries were drawn
to outline hostile territory,
not that it posed any danger to me
but offered a foreigner spectacle-
a grey shaded one to dim
my iridescent expectations.
Who ever did find out
that mingling in a palace,
a kingdom tied with multiple allies
since the beginning of the era
of its reign
shattered my lenses of treaties
to expand our prosperity
and to seek peace amongst
ourselves.
But there is no we for a man
who entered this world alone.
There is no triumph for a lone man
to fit himself in the king's roundtable.
There is no life afterwards
for the one who signs a contract
with the underground:
hidden exchanges,
sly intrusions.
Buried feelings.
I am not a citizen of this kingdom
and I should stop seeking for
the pleasure to be one.
Never again.
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