The slave complains that his life
Is bad enough but, really, is it fair
That he's lately been having dreams
Meant for the king, filled with clerks
Arguing bitterly with monsters over issues
And omens the slave finds uninteresting?
Worse, many of the dreams are in languages
Unknown to him. The king apologizes
And sets aside funds for tutors
Who teach the slave new languages.
When time, amusing itself, makes the slave king
His old dreams are at the palace but they
Refuse now to acknowledge him.
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