When I Was Royal

When I was royal,
I was spoiled,
Not having to breathe in
The symble oxygen
Each mortal around me did.
I was given something special,
Something more,
To help me soar
To find the castle doorway
By the setting sun.
I melded my back
With the lush summer grass
And watched the sky
A globe above me.
The clouds were hurrying,
racing past one another,
Rolling, melting, billowing,
Faster than they usually do.
When I was royal,
I led my kingdom
With a subtle hand,
Laughing at the intruders
Who speared
My castle walls,
For my castle was impenetrable,
As was I. I was royal.
I lay with my fellow princesses
To watch a cozy darkness
Tap away the clouds.
Our ears were rich with praise,
And haze,
And our eyes were rich as rubies.
We could smell the wind in our hair,
Touch the music in the air,
Fall into our beds and sleep for days.

When I was royal,
I suppose I was overthrown,
For the glass holster of the globe
Shattered before me.
My legs were bent, as was my neck,
And the castle walls came
Crumbling down beneath me.
I can remember their vibration.
They shook my eyes
And fell onto my chest,
And my other princesses were left
Unscathed.
No one tried to help.
They couldn't, for then
They would be giving up
Their title royalty,
And God forbid that happens.
To be royal is more
Than to worry about
Your other royals
Falling to the floor.
When I was royal,
I was righteous with my power,
Letting it fill me to the skin
So that I could make it good.
The other princesses, I know,
Overuse it and abuse it,
And yet, they kept their castles.
They were allowed sturdy floors.
Mine was the one that fell.
When I was royal,
I was beautiful,
And happy, and free,
In a watercolor world.
But now I'm mortal, now I'm common,
And part of the kingdom
I used to run.