Silent Fairs

Oh, wish that all could see what's over there;
Removed, each caged as in a concrete lair.
Eternal days and nights the time they pass,
Contained by a green canopy of grass.

They pity those slave to the hectic day,
Disdainfully though silently they say
No matter all your running all your fuss,
It's all for naught; you'll end up just like us.
 
In every place upon the planet wide,
They lie and wait in silence side by side.
Blythe doctors lawyers judges kings and queens,
Whose fame and fortunes dot the world unseen.

Who scorned when with the gift the breath of life
O chose time and again wife after wife
Disowned the owner giver of each breath
That whiff the puff that sustains us till death

Naught for the poor there’s nothing to regret
Forced spent that gift in revelry and fete.
Eternal barricades that kept them back
Confined in painful penury and lack

And for the fleeting thoughts they left behind,
Much hoarded loot willed to their thankless kind;
Now just the past tense chronicles their notes,
And present time eschews their jaded quotes.
 
And mockery now repulses their success,
Great kings depart their palaces now but jest;
Just slimy cats now haunt their golden thrones,
While mocking maggots maul their royal bones.