SON OF THE SOIL

TITLE: SON OF THE SOIL

My name is composed,
Not by ink but rather on the dirt.
my words will travel,
home and abroad,
on the dirt will it sail,
within will I win.
who can tell the adventure of the dirt and the divine beings
maybe just the divine beings
can tell their dusk
for my name would be referenced among the divine beings
for I've focus the light
A period will come the divine beings will be overpowered
by voracity and they will call
their will I reply.

at the point when I'm called
I will eat from horn to hails
I won't sit with dread
rather luxuriate into tails
unafraid
I will point the organization of legends
at their right Conner
I will drink from the cup of legends
for they will invite me
also, call me sibling.

Written by: C/Asp Foroijoh Famous Desmond