An Insouciant War

An Insouciant War
His eyes did not look, but gaze
His heart did not beat, but roll
His mind did not concern, but wander
I had no idea what he thought
Whether his proclivities were for or against
But I could not rest my eyes from his being
There was no regal manner to him
That was what made it so
He did not transmit superiority
Instead, he exuded it
Every atom of his being was elsewhere
I did not know if my idea good or bad
He barely even acknowledged my presence
But as he stood the world drew back
I marvelled at his splendour
He took my pen without looking at me
Signed my papers without so much as a cursory glance
Then languidly strolled from the chamber
A held breath was released in synchronicity
The assembly looking from one to another in disbelief
But it was this that made him our king
And we would follow him into hell
For now it was

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