So I stand here up high, watching the throngs of people
Zigzagging down cobbled streets , amassing below my palace
Zealots and fanatics, all of them. Do they dare defy their king?
Silently I give the command, and the guards empty from the barracks
Zoning in on their targets, they open fire
Zipping through the air, the bullets make their mark
Screams of fear and anguish
Soon as it began, it ended
Sullenly they retreat to their rat-holes until
Zero of them remain out in the open
Seating myself upon my throne, I know that
Safety has been maintained.
Inspired by this daily create.