New and Better

 Hortense, Queen of Holland

 

“New and Better” 

by: Lauren Laguna

This princess broke her crown.

Broke it in two.

Didn’t need it, want it,

Let its sharp edges scratch the ground,

Walked on, leaving it behind.

A tripping hazard.

Someone steps on the edges,

Bleeds, or not.

Admires the broken pieces,

Fix it with glue.

They like the words:

I Am Royal.

But, it’s still broken,

Worn and thrown out.

A princess once wore it,

Broke it in two.

Better to her in the dirt, Separate.

Making her own,

Better, new.

Only touched with soft fingers,

Lily white molding dark silver,

Bent it, twist it.

Shined to mirror’s sheen.

This crown she saved from dirt and splotch.

If ever she looked back,

Saw the someone,

Bleeding, or not.

Admire the broken pieces,

She may have wished she buried it.