Ersaf The Kingdom's Brother Poem by Solomon Crane

In a land far away
Was born a peasant boy
Not known to anyone but those home
While he was a lad
His village was raided by bandits
The King's army met the bandits
At the land not far away
While the King was fighting
He saw the young boy
'Now the battlefield isn't a place for a boy to roam'
Declared the King after the battle he had
'Were you born of the bandits?
Or was your fate in the hands of the bandits? '
The King's eldest, majestic and wild
Asked, 'Does this peasant have your heart? '
The King replied, 'This boy holds the kingdom's eye.'
What is your name, kid?
The boy replied, 'Ersaf.'
'Have you seen your mother? '
Now the King's heart was mild
'We could look for a start, But how about be my son, no lie'?
My mom was sick and bed-rid
And I was just a serf.'
'No, now you are the kingdom's brother.'