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

 
 

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