The Kings of Fire and Ice

          The Kings of Fire and Ice

 

 

                            

          Two kings came to fight

          at a prearranged time and a prearranged place;

          two kings massed their armies

          with programmed weapons

          on a programmed channel

          for a programmed outcome;

          two falling kings.

 

          The King of the South spoke first;

          He blazed:

          “I am Fire;

          I burn, I blast, I char, I consume;

          I am the power that destroys utterly.

          See this ash heap? That was an enemy.

          Resist and I shall devour you;

          Submit and I shall devour you;

          For I want you, I need you, I desire you,

          You must be mine.

          Bid your life farewell;

          Know me for your death.

          For I am the blazes;

          I am the inferno;

          I am alchemical flame;

          I am the heat at the heart of the stars.”

         

          The King of the North coldly replied:

          “I am Ice;

          I fix, I arrest, I congeal, I freeze;

          I am the power that preserves forever.

          See this statue? That was an enemy.

          You shall not resist me;

          You shall not submit to me;

          For I don’t want you,

          I don’t need you,

          I don’t desire you,

          You are mine already.

          Bid your life farewell;

          You’ll never know what hit you.

          For I am the darkness;

          I am the night;

          I am cryogenic chill;

          I am the cold of interstellar space.”

 

          The Fire King frowned.

          Red flames licked at his hair, his shoulders,

          The machine-gun slung across his back,

          While blood dripped off his hands and boots.

          He said, “O dark Satanic king, know this;

          Blessed be War!

          Holy be killing!

          How sweet and gentle it is to die for me!

          What lovely music death-screams make!

          How heavenly it is to die fighting!

          It is a joy I have often given

          Though never yet received myself.

          Thank God I am not like the others!

          For who else would stand up to you?

          Who else would have the courage?

          For I am a proud servant of the Sword;

          Everybody knows my deeds;

          I march in at the break of dawn;

          I rape, pillage, and loot, unashamed.

          Is it not my right to do this?

          How sweet the profit!

          History calls me; destiny beckons;

          You shall (I know not how!) be defeated;

          And I in turn shall likewise rise.

          You and I are a match made in Paradise,

          For which I must thank you;

          This is personal.”

 

          The Ice King smiled.

          Blue crystals frosted his hair, his shoulders,

          The cell-phone at his hip,

          And his hands and shoes were spotless.

          He said, “You mad damn fool, know this;

          Accursed be War!

          Unholy be murder!

          What agony my victims suffer!

          How ugly and bitter their dying cries!

          War is Hell, and the State is the Devil!

          Reluctantly I go to war

          And ruthlessly I wage it.

          God help me, a sinner!

          But who else shall stop you?

          Who else has the means?

          For I am a coward of the long kill;

          Nobody knows my deeds;

          I fly in under cover of night;

          I release my missiles and escape, unobserved.

          What right have I to do this?

          How steep the cost!   

          History compels me; fate looms;

          You shall (I know quite well) be defeated;

          And I in turn shall likewise fall.

          You and I are a match made in Hell,

          And therefore I must punish you;

          Nothing personal.”

 

 

          Two kings came to fight;

          a mad king and a sad king.

          Two bad kings came to fight

          to claim this royal title:       

          “The Lesser Evil”.

 

 

 

 

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