When I Was King
Living in the twilight of yesterday
Wistfully longing for a return
To reap the glory I once shared
For a destiny's child I was born
Then I grew up to be a king
Then on my throne I would sing
When I was the king
I thought of heavenly things
I visited the moon and resided in mars
Sailed the ocean with paddlers wings
Fought many battles, won many wars
On a white horse I would ride
Even got baptized in the river Nile
When I was king
When I was King
The bells would toll
What great tidings that would bring?
All would gather, young and old
To pay homage to their king
On char grilled venison they would feast
And drink the nectar of the brewers yeast
When I was king
When I was king
My queen would reign
In glorious harmony with the king
Just like the liver's hepatic veins
In tuneful melodies we would sing
And I in gleeful wedded bliss
Showered her with love,sealed with a kiss
When I was king
Now I am old and my reign is done
I recline in the glory of yesteryears
I reminisce of my past years gone
And patiently await the grim reaper's shears
While I bask in the happiness , the joys I sing
The memories, the times. when I was king.
Copyright © Reggae Magnet | Year Posted 2013
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