The Bishop’s Letter of Change

THE BISHOP’S LETTER OF CHANGE

Inspired by Oscar Wilde’s Young King

115 Forst Cathedral

Bremen Route, Lusatia.

112 Archangel Cathedral

Forst route, Bremen.

12^th January 1668

Dear Archbishop Schneider,

As thou wot, the coronation of the king went quite aberrant this morrow when he refus’d to wear the pearl spectre, jewel crown and golden tunic but rather wore a flower spectre, rose crown and leaf coat thus baffling the kingdom’s citizenry.  As I stood befuddl’d by his uncanny apparel, I beseech’d him to answer how men resembling goat herds were rightful kings. Alas, he rebelled back, saying he wouldn’t wear pearls, jewels and gold made from the hands of perpetual pain, blood and poverty at our realm of God.

Thy excellency, thou and I wot that this orb is full of evil, notoriety and immoral deeds yet God hath forever promised us our orb will be engulf’d in his lief blessings.  The king quoth’d to me on how may I say this in sermons when our citizenry is still as poor as our church mice and struggle to eat their daily bread while they strive to serve the barons, royals and priests. ‘Twere that instant, the king broke protocols and swept into the realm of God where a ray of light scintillat’d through the colour’d stoup highlighting his majestic silhouette where his rose shone brighter than any jewel, white flowers beautiful than any pearl and leaves as gold as gold.  Thy excellency, he is the chosen one, our rightful king, he was chosen by the hands of God to rule our citizenry and changeth our unfair and corrupt caste system w’ere royalty and religion prevails.

To see our King dazzle in an aurora of divinity was a sight I obsequiously observed realizing sooth in his words how evil we hath been.  Thy excellency, God hath promised us an orb of joy, justice and gen’rosity yet only once we set the path can we realise it.  Following the miracle that laid hither before my eyes this morrow and the king’s words of divinity I insist we changeth our system for the better.

I plead thee we commence our reformations to respect the rights of the peasants by diminishing our tithes, granting more indulgence papers and warranting more sermons to our citizens of any race, class or age.  Furthermore, I crave that we maketh our practice more democratic permitting the peasants to share their word of wisdom to keep blossoming our kingdom. Finally, I plead thee, thy excellency that henceforth no man should’st weave another man’s gold hath he hath to strive for his daily bread while slaves die in the mighty seas to fetch the perfect pearl just as foresters search the spouting streams for jewels as they desiderate for a drop of water. 

Thy excellency, this is purely what methinks after witnessing the miraculous act of both Kingship and God this morrow. Till thy consensus, God shall ne’r warrant us the orb we all summon; an orb of joy, justice and generosity and not cheerlessness, corruption and cruelty.

Your Eminence,

Bishop Shweigner – Forst Cathedral.