I had no idea in mind when I started writing.  I just started writing and let it flow.  Curious what people think.

Where To From Here?

A flash of silver in the night,
A body slowly cools.
The one who did this feels no guilt,
They just enforce the rules.

The body lying in the street,
Once took lives for their Queen.
But then they took lives they should not,
Knew well what that would mean.

When their death came they did not fight,
Knew that this had to be.
It is a price they gladly pay,
To save their family.

The Queen has many enemies,
Has ordered many killed.
And now the one who did these deeds,
Their lifeblood has been spilled.

And yet the Queen who ordered all,
Still sits upon her thrown.
While her victims families,
Still struggle on alone.

But though she lives her time grows short,
Her greatest weapon dead.
Her enemies are at the gate,
She knows they want her head.

But what she knows that they do not,
As bad as she may seem.
What they will get when they have won,
Is worse than they can dream.

For that is often how it goes,
The devil that you know.
Is all you see so all you fear.
Unknown should be more so.

But they will cast her order down,
Have chaos in the street.
The one who takes the reins from them,
Their very souls shall eat.

Cheers, Winston