THE KING’S COURT

As the sun sets on the horizion, life takes a turn to the south where the sun shows it’s luster. I sit in my chambers, my mind on the people that makes life worth living. My life for whatever it’s worth has been nothing but pain, that I seem to hide from the masses. I smile at the Queen to show her that I am alright, but am I really alright? I start to cry to release my mind,I start to cry to release my soul, mostly I feel that my God has not reveal my true lifes plan, so this pains me. Have you ever heard that we are a product of our producers? From the begining I realized that wearing this crown made me feel as if I didn’t belong. I am the King, some may say of the known world, but that’s where the mistake is made, I am King of a world that you have no idea about. Master of my fate to the point where I have no regard for others only myself and my KIngdom. Does that make me selfish? I don’t think so I just know what I want, and I know how to get it. Some of the choices that we make in life are pure animal like. But are we not animals? Why do most women call men dogs? Is you King really a dog? I sit sometimes and wonder how the Queen views me! Did she marry for love or because our union was prearranged? With every moon that rise, the more I feel none understand me but my Queen. I will give parts of me to others, but only the parts that I want them to have. Some love me for my mind, some love me for the fact that they just met royalty. Today I have found a part of my true self, apart that I will reveal to the masses right now!! To live my life as I truely want to, I want to renounce my Kingship to someone who is more deserving then I am, I have tried to be a good King but everyday it becomes a harder job. My Queen and I will take high ground to ward off attacks and to provide protection to the new King my son, who I love dearly.

I CROWN HIM,

KINGTAY II

When the masses speak of him I pray it’s with affection and love!!!

until we meet again,

KINGTAY I

As the sun rise on this Kingdom, I see everyone up in arms about something. The Queen is pacing the Kingdom asking, has anyone seen the King? As Warlord to the King, if I did know I would not dare reveal that information to the Queen. So as I wait for the King myself, I can’t help but wonder , where the hell is the King? The King being a man of honor I don’t think he could be anywhere but handling official business for his Kingdom. The more I wait, the more I start to think about the Queen. She is really losing it, as far as her mental state goes. Love is one feeling that can provide of the highest form of happiness, and also the lowest form of sorrow. I have fought many of wars, to only find out that, I had no concept of the effect that love could place on anyone. Now, as I reflect on all the people that I have had to, or just wanted to hurt, for reasons you will never understand, my heart starts to open up, and my mind takes me to another place, I can now at lease start to understand this crazy old saying that, there are no rules in Love & War. The Queen sent spies and a small army to find the King, but when they find him, does the Queen think that this small unit will reveal what she wants to know? I myself pledge my ever dying honor to the King, so should there ever be a time when that trust should be broken? Loyalty to the King is all that is asked. How loyal are you to your King or Queen? Ever since the begining of time most Wars have been fought over or about a Queen that felt uneasy about a number of things, from the way the King treats his mistress, to the way the King handles his political affairs. Why do we fight with these feelings that only come from human nature? As Warlord to the King , I declare War on anyone who does’nt live free. I mean live everyday mentally free, do you live your everyday this way?

                                                                                               Live Free or Die,

                                                                                                  The Warlord

As Jester, my way is to make light of problems to provide the people with smiles, because it’s enough pain in this crazy world.

What get’s you down?

What make’s you think?

Follow your heart to a place filled with joy, so you can find yourself. I use the people around me to make me happy.

Why would you be with someone who does’nt make you smile?

This also pertains to the so called friends we have!!!

This world is full of energy, good,and bad, but the most important thing to remember is that energy  is never lost it is just transfered for one to another.

I’ve spent my whole life, making others happy only to find that I was not happy being the King’s jester(the funny guy)that brings smiles to anyone in passing.

In passing you see me full of joy on the outside, in my soul I feel agony,pain,& fustration because I don’t feel joy about making others happy anymore.

I wakeup nowthinking of all the people I provide happiness for,and never once has any one soul stopped, and took the time to find out what makes me happy. I have dreams, I have goals.

Why are they not being addressed?

 Where are the people when I need them? 

I see you smiling, so why in most smiles I still feel alone?

 Why do we live in a world where we take so much from each other, and never give back? 

Most people I have come across, want nothing but for you to provide whatever they need,but am I wrong because I want it back in return?

I know we don’t give to receive,but I have givin my all to the souls of others now I want some of that love in return.

 How do I go about this without losing the smiles I have worked so hard for?

The Jester,

Although this is a well known fact, in this day and time the role of a Queen is a never ending job. The more you put into your King the more he wants. He walks with head high not knowing the pain, that is never revealed to him or anyone. As Queen, you have to live to a higher standard of understanding, most any bystanders could not even phantom. Blessed with all my senses, I see the way he looks at his mistress, I hear the way he speaks to the masses. When the concubines speak of him, love is the word that is commonly used. With one touch, my skin feels like silk in his hands, so I really understand what makes my King, the King. Sometimes it leaves a bad taste in my mouth, when it comes to the feeling he can provide for anyone, so I ask him often, what do you want from me?  Well the most interesting reply I got, was when he told me to be a gift from God. From that day forward, I knew I had too not only be a good women, but be a good Queen. Virtue, wisdom, and knowledge is what keeps me sane, in a insane way of life.

How do you view the way your King treats you?

Life should be fill with nothing but joy, but how much are you willing to sacrifice for that joy?

When you Kingdom is treaten by another Queen, how do you handle that?

I’ve tried to be strong someone please help!!!!

First, I would like to welcome you to my Kingdom. My name is Kingtay and I feel like  I am, The Knight in Shinning Armor that women are looking 4. I started this post as a knight because you have to work yourself up to kingship.

 This is really my form of male bashing, because alot of men don’t take the time to rise with their queen, or should i say, the princess that was chosen for them. As i look around all i see are the lonely souls of Queens, that don’t deserve to be treated as concubines. I’m the first to always say something to the fact about you loving yourself. Well i have beat myself up, back, and forth about even the way that i treat my Black Queens. Last night i told a dear friend of mine that, the body is a Temple & until you know and learn that, then you won’t know how to Worship it. But what i forgot to tell her was, that the Mind is a heaven, a dwelling of peace where you have to look no further to find your God. I know all this must sound strange to the unenlighted, but to those who know this is nothing but a union of understanding.

Well i have talked enough, so let me get to my point.

My point is that we as Black men have lost our way, i have read and still do have books on (Black) Kings & Queens who rule nations of people it may have been to benefit themselves, but in most cases it benefited the country. So i want to ask anyone with some sense.

How do we built another nation of Kings & Queens, when we treat our women like (whores)? How do you as Black Women deal with the fact that all the Black Kings fault you for their kingdom being detroyed?