The New King's
Throne
by Karim
Harvey
Once here. A long
time ahead. There was a cautionary tale of an old Witch's
curse and the new
King's throne. The King depleted summoned his courtiers
to the Palace.
“Someone bad has
placed a wicked curse on me,” he said, “The Queen and the little
Princesses are to go on a journey, never to return. They are to
travel to Germany and Nigeria. Leave England for good.”
The courtiers could
only think it would be a nice holiday. Baffled by the King's anxious
state, they asked the Court Jester for one of his jokes. He could
only play the fool. This did not make the King happy.
“Go find the old
Witch!” said the King to the brigade of soldiers, Get on your
horses and ride to the far side of the Kingdom.”
Days passed, weeks
and months. “We cannot find the old Witch,” said the returning
soldiers.
“Maybe she's under
your nose,” The King said. “I am going for a long walk.”
The forest was bare
of fruit, the trees tall and windy.
Deep in the forest
the King came upon a pot, a big black pot. He had stumbled across
the Witch's brew.
“HUBBLE BUBBLE,
DOUBLE TROUBLE”
“Are you home, old
Witch?” said the King.
“I am here, I have
a scary cat with me”.
“Hold Forth old
Witch, you have put a curse on my family. I order you to undo the
curse.”
“I will said the
old Witch but there are three things you have to do.”
“Anything,
anything”. Said the King.
1. Take from the
rich and give to the poor.
2. Let the little
princesses marry for Love
3. I cannot make my
mind up what three is.
Oh yes, have a
party for everyone in the Kingdom.
The King thought for
a moment. The poor have enough to eat.
The little
Princesses will marry the suitors of my choosing.
I hate parties The
King thought about putting the old Witch in the dungeon.
But she was so old
and wrinkled he was a scary cat
If I make the decree
will the Queen and little Princesses be safe.
And you will break
the curse. I will said the Old Witch
There was
celebration in all the Kingdom for the curse had been
lifted.
At the party the
King and his subjects ate Couscous, Sauerkraut
and Roast Beef and
Yorkshire pudding.
I do not believe in
Witches but I do believe in Kings. Rev. Martin Luther
King and King Haile
Selassie of Ethiopia
The moral of this
story is:
Go for a walk to find out who is up
to mischief.
Karim Harvey
May: 2015.