William Kelii Kekaula Poet Rhyme

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Lord Chamberlain's Lecture

Waste the freed, born you a just throne,
Tis, not plain, goodness, be all yours,
Death in the night, dark comes the day,
Throughout the realm, soon be your own,
Set thy  bow, claim me that you slay,
We campaign on peace at our tours,
Well-off calm without any wars,
Should death be vain, no song, no tune,
Ought life part this Earth and fair moon,
Rush the day, bring the night a gift
For love is born, free hearts be swift,
Lips proved that show the honored shift,
Love has freed this place, sails sunrise,
Seize this day lived, wealth be its prize,
A sweet life, with swords born to sheath,
Joy for free hearts, let the born breathe,
Nay young prince, not the time for play,
Long past the hour, for your liege waits,
This sort, of course, dare I to say,
Room is yours, to that, "Loosed the gates".


2020 January 22
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Vijay Pandit January 23, 2020 at 6:53 AM I am impressed by the tone and flow of your write --so much depth and wisdom in this lecture. So well done, William! William Kelii Kekaula January 23, 2020 at 11:12 AM I am pleased with your astute observation and welcomed share Vijay~@wk