The abandoned door of Soloma

She was born in the line of a Jewish princess,

Her mother and father related

The sweet kiss of peace

was an uncle and niece

A union her mother hated

 

She found more pleasure with another uncle

Herod Antipas had more than land

A kingdom of his own

and a chance at the throne

and servants at his right hand

 

Their was one man that worried her

John the Baptist and his infamous question

Their mouths dropped in awe

As he quoted the law

It pushed her to aggression

 

Herod would not kill John

for he feared him and all his disciples too

but he put him in prison

to full fill her commission

But her hatred simply grew

 

One day the king gave a feast for his friends

Soloma was asked to dance

As she twisted and turned

She silently earned

A once in a lifetime chance

 

When her mother learned of the offer of gift

she pulled her daughter aside

Forget about things

diamond bracelets and rings

and becoming a rich man's bride

 

Forget about palaces, with ponds and streams

forget about servants in silk

Forget about crowns

and elaborate gowns

forget about honey and milk

 

Forget about destiny, forget about dreams

forget that your life is before you

She stated with hate

"Bring his head on a plate"

And I will begin my life anew

 

Soloma not thinking of the door she was closing

ran to Herod with the odd demand

He sent for the blade

and the promise he made

the executioner took to hand

 

Now, Herodias had only to show for her trouble

a head of a man still living

She had nothing to show

for her efforts though

she was left with torment and misgiving

 

In a short while thereafter, they got too ambitious

Herod and Herodias were exiled and banished

And to this day

the gifted Soloma

From the annuls of time, vanished