Sons Of The Mighty Poem by Noel Horlanda

Under the gathering storm
Good n’ evil brainchild
Continued in conflict
One prevailed after brainstorm

White house on hilltop
Sons labored all day, night
Circled ‘bout round table
Like Arthur’s knights

All gentle, handsome
Lords and oligarchs
But altruistic, kind and humble
The mogul awesome

Caravan for democracy
Theme of the mighty sons
For San Marino town
Land of the brave sun

Love of the masses
What the sons desired
To behold n’ protect
The northern oasis

Beloved nearly lost
Next of kin slaughtered
By evil thoughts n’ belief
At the end revered

Freedom their battle cry
The amaranthine demand
To destroy iniquity and
Enslavement command

Sons of the Mighty
Compulsive swivet
For Ethiopia’s reborn
A blessing from Almighty

Note: This is written in poetry format based on my novel 'Sons of the Mighty' currently published and sold on line at i-proclaimbookstore.com