He stabs her with his steely knife
She stays still and quiet without strife
To fill the vials and wait for time
The healer that fixes all sublime
To make it to the final curtain
That for sure is now certain
The depths of sad descend again
The heights of glad rise to fame
Denied her by her love so true
Protecting and rejoicing over her
With singing and the dance of life
That fills her days with heaven life
The Thin White Queen lives to fight another day
In love with her true heart she would wish to stay
As she walks alone in this troubled world
Every day a flag unravelled and unfurled
The walk of the Thin White Glide
Will stem the onslaught of the coming tide
Of inevitable heartbreak and heartache
Life and love a frozen part of the coming trouble
Which will pass as all other do though double
The price of all her sins
Have been repaid with her psyche deep within
Who will release this pent up love and take
What she offers and a home will make?
Long live the Black King who forever reigns
And holds all lives in His key of chains
And judges all so very perfectly
Loving the Thin White Queen so completely.
The chequer board spins on the Thin White Glide
Thinking that somewhere, someone has died
She slips and slides up and down the very place
Looking for His warm embrace.
Who will deliver from the hand of death?
What can replace her latest breath?
Only the Saviour King can know
Or point the way her glide to slow.
Fast and slower she rides the storms
Waiting and waiting for loves alarms
Where all is at rest and peace and love
Everlasting life to prove.
He stumbled and he fell,
he never made a sound
His arms were free, his heart was hard
And fell headlong to the ground.
The mind didn’t see it coming
and fear was on both his lips
Silence reigned eternal
As hate from love life strips.
The furtive look, the terror
Of she who owned his heart
But the feeling of his treason
Left a cold and shallow smart.
The collar of his coat
Forever hiding his face
Love now dead and flying
In the grave of grace.
The kingdom it can never fail
Built by the eternal king before time’s tale
Told out this story so rampant and true
About the Thin White Queen and her love so true.
The Black King will rule over all
And will put away insurrections squall
With a single Word, the Holy Grail
His will and authority never fail.
The Holy Trinity will overcome in love
And the ways of the kingdom will rule above
In realms of bliss and peace and joy
All riches now resting to never cloy.
All those who thwart the royal rule
Will find themselves a speaking fool
For the trinity of evil, the world, flesh and devil
Are banished forever without a trial.
The Black King is ever on His throne
The Thin White Queen forever shown
To be the holy Bride of the Bridegroom’s choice
Listening only to His loving and true voice.
The kingdom has come in all its glory
Telling again the perfect story
Of the plan of the King of all Kings to champion
And reign victorious in His holy fashion.
What you endured I cannot say
My eternal price to pay
My love overflows for you my King
You win my heart so I sing
Songs of love to you and exalt
The mind now a closed vault
To all who would hurt me or deceive
Leaving me in sin’s reprieve
To hurt and cajole me to perform
Your cruel ways now your cultural norm.
The enemy is far away and I am safe
I rest my weary head in your embrace.
He has taken her best and dashed it
To the ground like broken shreds
Of discarded pottery smashed and hurt
On rows of concrete beds.
Her heart is soft and yielding
The mind a razor beam
A face to sink a thousand ships
But heartache comes between.
He showed her in the dead of night
The rain it fell like tears
A hundred hearts for yours my love
To conquer all your fears.
“You belong to only me,” He said
Her perfect Lover spoke
In words of love and wisdom
So faith it has not broke.
Her took her in His careful arms
And accepted all her sorrow
Love came to The Thin White Queen that night
And showed her a bright tomorrow…
She raises the sword another time
Deigning him a Knight sublime
Not the Black King but a Knight so rare
One who loves and who can care.
She touches him gently on the neck
A chaste kiss a tiny peck
To indicate her love and gratitude
For empathy and lack of platitude.
Sweet friend, be with me in the fight
Against the dark and too much light
That threatens reason and the profligate
And steals the good from heaven’s very gate.
A beauty reigns, may it never pass
Speaking gently of things to pass
A future hidden in His mighty hand
An empire now begun in a promised land.
The Great Steed carries her to the arms of true love
Love so all-encompassing it consumes her mind
She envisages that love as forever
But it is not for she is destiny never
With a life-time love that holds her
Fast and supports the throne for ever.
She rides the steed with that semblance of hope
Knowing to is just the imagination to cope
With the loneliness within her heart
That causes the better part of her to weep
For this her outcome of the way of sleep
That dreams of true love without ties
A situation that always lies.
The Great Steed gallops on
Into the blue beyond…
