For the Killing of Kings by Howard Andrew Jones
When comes my numbered day, I will meet it smiling. For I’ll have kept this oath. I shall use my arms to shield the weak. I shall use my lips to speak the truth, and my eyes to seek it. I shall use my hand to mete justice to high and to low, and I will weigh all things with heart and mind. Where I walk the laws will follow, for I am the sword of my people and the…