Poetry

Stephen Paul


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18 june 2012

ROYAL BLOOD...

The respect of my sword was torn to dust,
The blood of mine turned to rust...
The crown of mine lost all its diamonds and its pearls,
All that was left for me to was to see my wisdom turn...

Polishing myself with the beauty of trust,
The leaves of faith are broken with the feeling of lust...
Tired of pieces of loyalty in the world,
Blessed was me with the royal blood...

Countries conquered and empires demolished,
Days and nights and seasons were promised...
The caves were turned to throne,
And the diamond was turned to stone...

People were killed,
Graves were drilled...
Kingdom of mine was shedded with a flood,
Flood of that royal blood...

The blood of mine was the royal blood...
Toughest to win was that royal blood...
Heavens salute to that royal blood...
Proud to have that royal blood...






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