To say I had been born seemed to belittle me.

To say I had been created fueled something too deep.

I have been honored to have come into the existence of being.

As a lad I had been bound with the soul of a King,

Created with the desire to rule with Words of Truth,

Never merging with an alliance to false-hoods’ roots,

Standing upon the foundations my ancestors used,

Taking care of my land with a benevolent stance not as a fool.

Being in debt to no form as the abusers become enslaved,

Surrounding themselves with the madness and folly their souls craved.

Remember your fathers and the blessings they were able to wield.

Give back to the source upon which you were able to build.