War

 Many of the kings and queens of other kingdoms don’t care about their people, their wellbeing, surroundings, etc., some only care for how much gold they have on their safe and if they have enough food for the rest of the week. 

I’m not like that. I care for my people more than myself and if I have to go through the gates of Hades and back for their protection trust me when I say, I will. Problem here is that I’m only one. Sure, I have a king by my side but he is just getting used to the idea of ruling with his hand in mine. He understands my love for my people but surely hasn’t yet grasped the actions he has to take now with his power and I understand that he may need some getting used to. I’m alone in this. Me, a humble queen protecting thousands of citizens living in my land. It makes my heart tremble with fear knowing that my loving people are being under attack or better said, being infected by a disease called “war”.

War is a deadly disease that has been developed outside my walls but has infected some of the people in my kingdom. It spreads on the hearts and souls of those who had been tempted and blinded over madness, envy, wrath, even sometimes pride.

 This disease causes destruction, loneliness, false expectations and death. Nothing positive comes out of this, yet some sick people that have infiltrated my walls, that have slowly hidden deep inside my streets or even under them, continue to feed this virus, making it grow stronger and stronger on the hearts of innocent ones. Twisted people… Why ruin the beauty of this place? Why ruin the balance of nature? Why destroy the love that humankind has for each other? I try to speak with the founders of this mad creation, but again, I’m only one against hundreds multiplied by hundreds outside my kingdom and the ones who are slowly being infected in mine.

How many times have I dreamed of being awakened by the melody of a humming bird, walk to my balcony, look down and see nothing more than peace. To watch the children play with their wooden horses, teenagers exploring this new concept that is life dreaming more and more on what their future will be like and elders holding the hands of their soulmates. To see the love being spread over my land is the one dream I truly desire at the moment and it hurts so much for me to wake up actually shaking my pillow, hoping that dream I lose every night would tumble out.

A message to the people, of my kingdom and from beyond:

Stop with all this madness. What you’re all trying to succeed isn’t good. You’re destroying the earth and everything it’s composed of. Let me tell you all, there is no better feeling than singing with the earth. To harmonize with the movements of the rivers flow. To talk with the wind and hear her endless journeys throughout the world. If anybody really has a doubt on this just listen to the warm whispers of the mountains, none of them want you to continue spreading this “war” disease. This world is so majestic...  Do you really want to destroy all the things this earth has to offer?

Just a note to add, I know my way of looking at this may be a little childish and way over my head but it’s the only way I can look at it and not be discussed by the human race and it’s ridiculous strategies to achieve power over his same species.