Mallards Poem by Justin Reamer

'A king is only a king if he can rule,
Meaning he knows how to care for his subjects,
Making him the link between man and God.'
Shakespeare's philosophy echoes throughout the Earth
As the Fuehrer orders the execution of millions,
The Shiite sultan commands sharia into unjust law,
And the president deploys troops in Afghanistan
To thwart terrorist means and protect national interests.
Yet Earth wields not the might of Agamemnon,
But favours the wanton wisdom of Solomon in
Nature's most modest sound: a humble little quack.

Two mallards stand on a rock in the Muskegon River,
Their regal heads standing tall and proud as
Their loyal subjects in the aquatic kingdom
Find protection in their keen and watchful eyes.
Their rock serves as their medieval fortress,
The grass as the nursery for their young,
The entire river their royal domain as they
Guard it from predators who wish them harm,
Banishing them with their beastly beaks.

Aerial nomads travelling with the wind,
The sagacious rulers in their glorious colours
Hold family to be the utmost significance,
Teching their children sagacity of sovereignty
So they can one day rule the kingdom wisely
Like Solomon when he listened to God,
Proving Shakespeare's philosophy to heart:
That power maketh not the king in his glory,
But wisdom maketh him transcend to Divinity.