Captive Queen, Tears I Could Never Tame (12) Poem by Captain Cur

But thy tears were tears I could never tame
The warm droplets of a feverish rain
Acquiring them in this pain of flight
A small creature scavenging thru the night.
I carry this burden of desire
And walk upon the coals of burning fire,
All the treasures I once held high and dear
Quickly spinning off this revolving sphere
Reduced to foraging, no seeds to plant,
To never sign my mark or leave my stamp;
In these pits the flames forever fanned,
My honor and great armies both disbanded,
I, a mere shadow trapped within the shade,
A lifeless being something that will fade,
Alive with paling flesh and blood unseen,
A skeletal creature that can no longer bleed!