The Prince Without a Pauper (Or…) The Pauper With No Prince (Poem)

Written by Bennie Castle

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There once was a Prince, without his pauper –

Shook, as lambs surrounded by Wolves, yelping, ‘Quick! Save my Life, pauper…

Let’s Exchange Clothes before those Bandits arrive!’

But gone a rye was his plan for help from his Savior…

Oh, the travesty,

your highness…

he calls for you, Pauper…

A proper form of entrance is of little use to the Pirates and Bandits,

with hands stretched out,

” Why, it’s the Prince without a Pauper…

Nay, the Pauper with no prince…

Tonight, you die & will be the last we see of thee! Rather, hear…”

the screams from outside the City Gates…

“Yes it is I, the pauper with no Prince…

To ye I announce

to have become King of one’s mind and the Prince of one’s own morality & Wisdom..

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Let this not come as a surprise, my lord,

for tonight I keep my own robes.

Instead, keep thy own majesties

before the travesty of praying before prey…

Unto thy own false gods within reflections of mirrors and waters,

saying, ‘Look, a mere prince without his Pauper…’

says I, the Pauper with no prince.

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Fairytale.

MAY. 2025. AD.