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.