An Emperor Of Fools Poem by guillermo veloso

An Emperor Of Fools



I wear the faded purple
An emperor of fools
An empire in ruins
On the crumbling bricks of my trust
Praetorians align their drinks along mine
Guard my precious frontiers
Barbarians pour in and pour more
Brittle laurels festoon my brow
As dry and faded as my dreams
My triumph alone under
A mute sun…………
“All glory is fleeting…”

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