Madness dwells within each of us, for some

the normality of the sacrifice to the death of Kings

reveals itself in their actions, the jealous zeal

in which they covet everything but life itself

and the dishonesty of their envious desires.

 

For others though it unwraps and unfolds like a

forgotten parchment,

a map of places unseen, of continents lost and drowned

far below the surface of Earth’s majesty;

of a building with secret time decayed, narrowed

dusty and cobwebbed tunnels that bid warning