Will the kings ever rise above a cumulonimbus cloud
And speak some sense to the sky that covers their land?
Or has the knowledge been removed from the crowd
To teach us that once upon a time we were a grain of sand?
Will the kings ever meet the commoners for a cup of tea
And become an image of true nobility that does not decay?
Or has nobility formed soldiers to mix blood with the sea
To teach a supposedly sick society how to humbly betray?
Will the kings ever show their true loving fatherly face
And form a pact with us who hold them so dearly?
Or have they started fearing our knowledge and race
To never teach us our own magnificent history so clearly?
Sunday, 05thof July 2015