Feet are planted

Eyes look up

A small white hankie

Waving Gently

All the weapons

Upon a heap

The queen

Throws her crown

To her feet

An Empire bare

Ready for the taking

No questions asked

Bending the  knee

Accepting her Fate

Patiently waiting for the opening of the gate.

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