The King Is Silent

The King Is Silent Tossing and turning in the vine Of where there used to be flowers and wine With children playing and singing the song And busy mothers in sonorous tone The vine was calm and all was pure In our tranquil and peaceful grandeur Like the night when angels fly Fluttering and waving and cooling the land Alas!! A voice we hear from afar The mist of blood all spread abroad The mothers are wailing,the fathers are weak The children are dying ,some taken away The land that was green now full of red The blood of humans all full the vine. "Lets go see our king" they said Perhaps he's wailing his eyes away Or has summoned his aides to fight a war In tears of hope we walked to him Our veritable lord and master of all Alas!!!we saw our lord and god The second to the deity,our guard and shield Sleeping and snoring,snoring and sleeping Whats hope have we who came for succour From the one whom the gods has placed the staff To guide and lead us to our rest Behold all sobbing,"our hope is lost".