The Old King's Leaving (Will) Poem by Hamza Al Saieedy

The Old King's Leaving (Will)



Let's cry and sing
I am your king

Through good or bad
Happiness or sad

Thou are the one
Rise on my son

In health or pain
Must give, to gain

Than truth don't run
Kneel down to none

Let's give the truth
I lost my youth

Not Keen on been
A king with no queen

Let's break my cage
And have my wage

Son! Wear my crown
Don't let me down

Than rule I flee
With my just, agree

Yet, Live your life
Go find your wife

Now, I shall leave
Thou must believe:

That thou upon right
Don't miss your flight

Act with wisdom
Hold your kingdom

Thou are the king
Let's cry and sing

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