Title: Can a king ever
Can a king ever propose to you,
and not give in?
Can a king ever invite you for a bouquet,
and not accept?
Lying in the manger, not a stranger,
No crib for a bed,
Little Lord laid down His crowny head,
Stars bowed upon his birth and mystery,
Little Lord, asleep on the hay; Jesus!
Inexhaustible qualifications of the King,
Which no other king has ever partook a share,
Long awaited King of a domitary,
Through which funnel will He emerge,
An unexpected one; Mary!
Unquenchable love expressed at the funnel,
Diminishing at the sight of the lying foetus,
Unknown source, doubtful atmosphere,
Confused inevitable decision to be made,
Not as though a public embrassment; Joseph!
Happiness escapes into thin air,
like gaseous air from its storage,
Arrival worths more than rubies,
Long awaited Saviour arrived,
Gold, franksisence, myrrh, all to Him.
Expanse growth across all aspects,
Trained, stretched, all beyond limits,
Born. Milked. Crawled. Walked. Enthroned.
Designated for a single purpose,
That is to SAVE.
Disastrous, disheartening, disappointing
will the effect be,
If the purpose is neglected,
Can a king ever appear to save,
from calamities, troubles
and not give Him a chance?
Welcome; my King!
#Can a king ever?
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