and as the people finally saw
what the mad king had done
the murmurs
turned to weeping
and wailing
and gnashing of teeth

they went back to their homes
and gathered together
every pitchfork and axe
from every community
throughout the land
and with torches burning

the people brought their rage
to the golden castle
prepared to die
they knew they were no match
for the king’s great mob
but death by orc
was the only honor left

and this sad ending
was made even more so
for it was all too late

the castle burned
capital city lay in ruin
by his own hand the king was dead
and what was left of the orc mob
wandered about in chaos
too busy killing each other
to even see them

and now winter
was coming

Peace/Love/Vote

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