We Are But Donkeys

Let the King take His ride On the street paved with glory The hails and the cheers The shouts and the screams They are not meant for us But the One that we carry For we are but donkeys Let His choice not irk us Should he pick a mule ne'er ridden Or one without a medal A newbie to pedal May we remain content To work while we're hidden For we are but donkeys May we never take pride On the miles that we cover It is not by our strength Nor is it by our might We achieve such great feat But by the hand of our lover For we are His donkeys ©Chidiogo Radiant ~ August 2017