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Poem for an Unknown King

11/2/2016

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Poem for an Unknown King
 
 
 
From high above the door
            at the chapel’s far corner,
            his face leers
            at the passersby.
 
His scowl is malevolent.
His eyes are hollow.
His nose is flattened from
            centuries of wind and rain.
 
He smirks at the world
            that shuffles underneath
            the ancient doors.
 
He is The Unknown King,
            the one who sought immortality
            by patronage and conquest.
 
Like Ozymandias,
            his visage looms across
            an urban desert,
            his power broken
            under the crumbling
            of the ages.
 
Yet, even Ozymandias left
            his name as well as his face.
 
The Unknown King
            peers down from the turrets
            the black shadows of his eyes empty,
            his face contorted,
            as if in vengeful rage,
           in protest against anonymity
            and the futility of fame.
           

There is a certain security in anonymity, in staying "under the radar".  Sometimes, we just don't want life to  happen around us. We don't want the sneers, the looks, the people talking out of both sides of their mouth (or their hat). Sometimes, we just want to be; to be free of all the falseness of the contemporary life where people are like rats -- running over each others' backs to get to the top of the tunnel hoping to find a morsel or escape the yearly flood.  Sometimes, we just need to be quiet, to not have to deal with people who want to use us for our information or our creativity or our talents. Sometimes, we just need to be free of all those greedy expectations and find silence and renewal in the beauty of no thing in the everything that is no thing.
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cloudgazer III
11/3/2016 09:09:25 pm

great poem

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This poem really did suggest that it was for a king. I was astounded and shocked with what I read, and I enjoyed it so much. I feel like people do not know how to read a great poem, even when it's hitting them right in the face. I want to address just how cool of a poem it is, and if you want my take on them, then just hit me up. I have lots of things to say.

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