And the mansion is now ready for the party
The visitors are all waiting in the lobby
The place is so bright that it outshines the city lights
No doubt, it will be the most memorable night
The dresses are long, the suits are tight
The laughter is loud, the faces are bright
The music embraces the ears of the guest
Taking in the spirit of the most awaited quest
But there is banging and shouting
On the outside, the stones are flying
"Worry not," said the host
"For the guard will make the door closed"
"But they are wild and dangerous," the lady in red exclaimed
No one will take the blame,
Because they are complacent that the outside terror is nothing
But they don't know a storm is coming
The guards were priced
Then the gate was sliced
Slowly lurching in the dark
The bandits' goal was marked
In the midst of an exquisite gathering
The outlaws are already approaching
First, the guard house
Taking guns and bombs— planning to scare the crowds
Then they head to the backdoor
Quietly walking, not screeching the floor
But a boy was there with a horrified stare
So they silenced him until his last air
They took no break
Heading to the most important room
Getting everything they can take
Then they saw the crown, shining, waiting to be taken by men in black costume
The goal was done
It's now time to have fun
They dress to the nines
Then they head to the stage, crossing all the lines
Everyone was caught by surprise
Not knowing what might be happening
Thinking about who might be these men in disguise
Then they saw the crown on the man's head— glowing
And it begins the ending of freedom
Still wanting to have fun
Still fighting to take back the crown
Took an oath to not leave this town
Even though the host and the guards are cowards
Even though the bandits have the advantage of the cards
The mansion is always for the people
And the crown will be backed by the people
Article: Pexcel John Bacon Bereber
Graphics: Randzmar Bonifacio Longcop
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