Story About Ones Lonesome King Henry, How He Found His Love Mart

CHAPTER 1

“Lonesome King Henry And How He Found His Love”

Few centuries back upon the time when knights were in glory
A vainglorious King lived alone.
Riding his steed, looking for love.
Hundreds of perfect matches but he was too arrogant.

King Henry was lost inside himself;
Often set on top of the rock near by the stream.
Observing his own confusions
Trying to get rid off illusions surrounding him.

When he felt too bored he went to hunt,
Taking his best hounds.
Sense of a crossbow in the hand gave him assurance.
Predators don’t need to give his pray insurance.

Hunt went quite good.
He was killing with passion but never got too crude.
Came home tired and happy, with stories to tell.
He’d rest in the arm-chair until the evening meal.

He kept his buffoon around but he couldn’t laugh
Huge gash was in his empty heart.
Without purpose it is hard to live,
But his court star-gazer brought him relief.

His stellar prophecy told that soon,
When umbra will cover the sun
And birds start their journey west
He is going to find his beloved and the rest.

Our uppish King couldn’t believe
That his sadness will be gone soon.
News gave him excitement and hope
But he remained perfectly calm.

Desire about future Queen
He managed stay alert.
We know how a man thinks
But he was a King first.


It is a stride even for King
But he wasn’t afraid of faith.
He lived through the summer with this dream,
Waiting day after day.



Autumn came and with it impatience.
He start to worry and ask questions:
“When would the day come?”-
He’d ride for the answer until Kingdom Come.
On his way to his true love
He stopped by squalid tavern to drown his anguish and sorrow
In the bottom of goblet of wine.
He was surprised there his destiny to find.

His heart melted in front of the discrete princess.
She just stood there, wine did the rest.
The eagle fell from his royal heights;
Without hesitation he ask her to marry and she answer: “Yes...”

* * *

Martha

She grew up in poverty but she had a heart.
She had perfect body but she also, was smart.
In a family of seven without a mother,
Martha was the oldest one and looked over the others.
Working in tavern and around house
She was tired and bored.
Martha had beautiful voice, so, she liked to sing alot.
Her father good-man all his life worked from dawn until dusk;
But when you have seven mouths to feed; long hours a big plus.
Martha never expected marry so soon.
She was going to be seventeen in June.
But, when time came she didn’t think twice,
King Henry had power and fame,
And quite handsome as a bonus surprise.
This decision gave her assurance in herself
And her brothers and sisters never need work after that.

* * *

Riding inside the coach to the castle,
Planning the wedding in his head,
He was happy to kiss her;
She was happy to get some respect.

When they arrived to the castle
He showed her everything he owned.
He said: “ It is now your house too...
But it is always going to be my home...”


Wedding

Wedding was arranged for X-mas eve,
People then was truly believe.
Man, women and children gathered from everywhere
Made gala almost scare.
King was confident in his guards
No villains passed.
That night was lavish for everyone;
Food, wine and gold rained on the heads of the crowd.

Men challenged each other in games,
Being ready for women who’d like to embrace.
Children eat sweets as much as they want;
Night ended follow by huge fireworks.
After celebration intimate moment came,
Followed by the light of the full moon.
Royal blood was conceived
They was expecting son soon.

CHAPTER 2

Dragon

Year of the Dragon was strangely without war.
They expected the birth in December but it happened a month before.
Offspring was born healthy promising be next king.
They didn’t have a war than but they had yet one to win.

They named him Dragon
After year he was born.
Also, because of respect and power
He will need to earn.

Life in the castle was hard for the boy.
Dragon realized that fast.
He had twelve science teachers
And two of the art and dance.

He listen to stories about knights, about glory,
About their courage and the heroics deeds.
Prince put all his wishful thinking
Into reaching his unattainable dream

Father on son’s birthday
Present him stallions herd and royal sword.
Kissed his forehead, blessed him
And send him into a crusade.

CHAPTER 3

The Quest

...Already month from home
On his way through alien land...
The horror of the war
Awaked him from his dream.
Death of his friends and strangers on the field...
He understood the grand finaly
But passion lead him to kill.
Meet enemy face to face
And like a cowed beast in his last eye contact;
Try understand what went through his mind.
...Years of fight, years of hate
Dragon had seen enough dead flash to say:
“ I don’t need war anymore...”
He was well on the surface and tear a part inside.
War broke his spirit and soul left his mind.
Time of expiation... -”...forgive me Lord...”
“...I want to come back home...
I don’t ask you alot...”
Sky rolled with the thunder and Lord said:
“People sometimes blind and mist covers their heads...
...but I count what is really inside...
and you are not a murder my friend.”
“You are the one who is always in front line,
People follow you and you can’t stop time.”
“What’s done is done, no place for seeds of hatred to sprout now...
New meaning of the life you found...”
“For you it’s new beginning so, let it be.”


* * *

Dragon’s heart overflow with peace, love and joy.
Since that day he found rest.
And met a women of his heart-
Priceless gift from God.

* * *

Afterward

Through the years of the adventure,
War and glory, love and shame,
People’s tears and people’s laugh
He carried his loyalty flag.

Inside his heart devotion to his motherland.
He loved his freedom and despised betrayal.
His wisdom gave him fame,
That why through all his way he always got people’s deify.

But as time passed by he realized a lot.
He dissolved his man and put aside his sword.
And rode his faithful horse through land he always loved.
Went to the place he knew and rule since then,
 Despite anyone and anything...

the END



November 9, 1997
wrt: Andrey Prydnikov