What Makes The King Shiver

What Makes The King Shiver
A poem by Michael Joseph Farrelly
Imagine this, time can talk
And show us what happened
Hist'ry will, choke and baulk
Unveil what was fashioned
Reputations walked tall
These ghosts of spoilt past
Stenographers all
Their Faux hist'ry was cast
Written laurels were paid
To spite the poet feared
A craven coined blade
That sneered as it smeared
Yet the poet stayed humble
Common pen with no fee
Ink ready to rumble
A scourge who all see
What makes the King shiver
Is truth in a verse
His nostrils will quiver
Whilst his tongue it will curse
The poet will question
And write what he sees
The truth is his mission
Then satire their sleaze
Power's not permanent
Never was, never will
There's always opponent
And traitorous shill
The fever of power
Is potent, feels certain
You're feeding off fervour
Behind Satan's curtain
Be careful with power
If listen faux charmer
You're soon in the tower
The next tongue of karma
What made the King shiver
Was truth in a verse
His neck now does quiver
'round a noose with no purse
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"What Makes The King Shiver" - My Inspiration
Authoritarian creep and narrative history.
This idiom comes to mind:
"Don't shoot the messenger"
Or the Harry Belafonte quote:
"You Can Cage The Singer But Not The Song"
MJF
