Short Stories

Short Story: Jester Without a King

All the kings are gone.
I sit alone, hearing the sigh of the long line of jesters.
I’m a stand-up comic, entertaining the masses,
and all I want to do is mock my leaders and keep them honest.
They hear me no more.
They hire PR gurus to shine my words away,
making my howl rasp my throat.
So here I sit, a lonely jester without a king, entertaining and watching the world crumble.
Honest no more.

Thank you for reading, and have a lovely day ❤
© K.A. Ashcomb

P.S. Sorry about this one and not posting the usual time. This is not truly a short story, but I would shy away from a poem too. I asked my husband to give me a topic, and he said, clowns. (Won’t be asking him again!) So, this is what I got from the subject.

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