He may not have a crown of jewels
He may not have a scepter
He may not have a throne of gold
He may not have a jester
But he is king and he is good
He made the skies and the lands
And even the shinning sun
When you turn away from him
He shall not leave your side
For you are his child
And he is your father
Even when the world has died
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To Fuel the Fire
PoetryA compilation of poems to feed the soul and bring about new feelings and new thoughts of the world and how it all works.
