A castle came to claim
A king who did not know
That he had now been named
As caretaker of souls.

The castle had been built
By those who lived below
With mighty walls to tilt
At angry spears and trolls.

And if the walls were lost
The people and their king
Would pay whatever cost
To raise them up again.

And if the walls cared more
About a coat of gold
Then they became a floor
Or were quite coldly sold.

And if the king gave not
A care for people there
Then they pulled back the lot
Of power that they shared.

All people, castle, king –
Each for the other stood –
Flew with the other’s wings –
Worked for each other’s good.