An enigmation of a human who is blind to blood, <br />An illustration of an artistic nature in load of flood, <br />with poetry the vague of his loud emphasise, <br />in lunacy the cage of not his loud prophecy, <br />i am saying he is vexed with magnificent joy, <br />but i reveal pleasantly, <br />that he zeal with emotions that never annoy, <br /> <br />weaker that happiness, <br />yet stronger than discomfort, <br />shares a legacy, <br /> that a converion was hard to confront, <br />All Hail the king! <br />All hail the majesty! <br />let it be that his exceptional stunner stays, <br />the stunt he pulls digests a staineless steel always, <br /> <br />Beyond infinity he climbs destiny, <br />and allong the modesty he shouts with agony, <br />that spill over effects, were not powerful enough to reject, <br />his smile is wisdom to the word of a native subject, <br />that the priviledge he shares to tha land is knowledge, <br />its also the bridge he crosses to the world of new age, <br />All hail his majesty! <br />All hail the king! <br />let the poetic eyes observe, <br />the sun with a glisten to his part, <br />for every miserable experience to him is his part<br /><br />Anele TheAfrikanSon kaMthethungqongqo Potelwa<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-king-2/
