
The blowing trumpets, the glowing armors
The flowing enemies, and the frightened subjects
Tell us , tell us oh boy, how many are they
Hundreds, hundreds is all I could say
Scare him, beat him, how many are they
Hundreds, hundreds is all I could say
Soothe him, save him, said the King
How many are they, count of the beasts
Now i know, and it’s simply nine
Love and fear are but tools
Chose the former, they are a hundred per camel.
Served him for ten, saw him ten folds
Never a rebuke, strike or a poke
How could i not see him while asleep or awake
This testimony, with tears I spake
Father, brother, none but a King I served.
Cried oh my bird, I’ve lost my beloved
The footsteps of the King , made up my mood
How could this little I , more even the bird
Feel the bliss, the whole kingdom deserved
I am compelled with the love you’ve bestowed
How could i ever forget the comfort you’ve shared.
My father, my uncle what a pleasure to the eyes
Where, where have you been all these years
I’m here as a slave to a King so kind
Lets go for the bargain, how shall we fund
He is yours for free, except by his choice
That’s done a deal lets move oh Zaid
Love you both , my King is more beloved
Slavery not freedom is the choice i make
I am the one , the only to be mentioned in The Book.
We together, are blessed with your grace
Enjoyed the moments we played the race
What a ride said the viewer, no the rider said the King.
We welcomed the king with collision not coalition
Laughed aloud while he was covered in blood
Amazed when he commanded to leave us unharmed
The King could’ve crushed us with the power he owned.
Wondrous case is the conquest of the land
A day of mercy was the slogan that was heard
Pardon in power is a thing we learned
A dog and puppies were for never so cared
Wish this little I was in His kingdom so blessed
Hope the beam from this pen guides through the dark night
Till i reach the dawn of your sunlight..