to lu in answer to her question

you have been a fisherman, 
simple and poor. you 
struggled all your days and
even at the end you fought
and did not win, your son
was swimming. fearing
for his life you
rushed toward him. and drowned.

once a doctor, bitter,
born in a cold climate,
you turned your scalpel
on the world and cut your way
to the hangman.

humans who speak of royal lives
amuse Them. you have heard of course
of the splendid court of sheba;
you were then. you were not there.