The two Captives
Two kingdoms lay side by side
The ruler of one was to be my bride
She’d be the queen and I the king
Together, peace we would bring
In the darkness of the night
They took us in a fight.
They Split us apart
And shoved us into two separate carts
We were separately imprisoned
Where we both were decommissioned
Plotting my escape
Even in my wretched shape,
To thwart my captors plans
and to return me and my bride to our clans.
I disguised myself as one of them
Then set off to find the future Mrs. M.
When I found her, she was not willing
so I just escorted her out of the building.
When she saw who I was she gave a frown
but when we got home lay two ruined towns.