Written by Meri Bennu Bey

Shrouded in mist

they emerged onto shore

A seafaring nation

bearing knowledge and lore


With roots embedded

in lands long forgotten

Their wisdom lives on

in the 4 jewels begotten


The war rages on

though we need not despair

For the treasures equip us

to stand firmly prepared


A fiery spear

with aim strong and true

Dishonor and fear

are pierced right through


A sword of light

forged in purity of truth

Slice through deception

protect innocence of youth


A cauldron of plenty

that never will run dry

Gracious hospitality

blissed with endless supply


A stone of destiny

imbued with victories of Kings

The stone roars joyfully

for the authority of 9.13