Posed to Death

I feel a warm resistance

Beneath the outer layer

What once moved living organs

Leaks through a thin veneer

Blue-blooded royal body

Elegantly posed to death

Not speaking prince now, are you?

Not breathing one more breath

Just now the curtain's folding

It falls and lies to rest

So selfish royal brother

You've loved your wife to death

Your ways could not continue

You'd rule with hateful hands

I called you toward the staircase

And I caused your violent end