With Kings

by Judy (Wishes)

With kings I've walked in castles,
Down cold, long halls
On hard, damp floors.
I've sat on velvet cushions
That could not cover
The discomfort of a throne.
I've heard the dialogues
That are a glory to our age,
When, schooled in conversation,
Princes speak with fluent grace.

Yet, I still know of other things,
Of village hovels visited by hunger,
Of ones not blessed by birth
To live within the castle walls
Or blessed with time to be so clever.
I know to judge the wealth,
The very worth, of any kingdom,
You must walk among the people
Least known, least blessed, least loved.

Judy (Wishes)

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