Invisible cape, crown of strict rock,
Plow of the ages, key with a lock
Parasite, glass doors,
Gold cage, Splintering floors
What broke you internally—
What made you so mad?
The story? can’t rewrite,
There’s souls to be had.
The story, it broke you
So now you break us—
Watch out, tearful leader:
Your kingdom is dust.
Amanda Michelle Brown 