Aksum of the Covenant

Old Persian expedition of eight ships Eight hundred soldiers on board with whips Traveled and obliterated Aksumites of good gesture People of worship, peace and humane nature Aksum of ivory and gold Many stories, forgotten and untold Ripped of faith, freedom and sold Queen of beauty blazed houses of the laity and cold Forty years all devouts left defenseless and bleak On the frail grounds under scorching sunny peak Yet stones of faith stood tall over the weak Images of the Cross on coins, strong faith of the banished people speak Cairns of unnamed heroes and heroines of faith Christians of unity, subjects of the saith Above all afflictions and tribulations from the cursed breath Bright lights dwell on good, strong souls chained by shadowed wraith