If I lived in the sky dressed in gold,
looking charmingly fine and on my lips honey glowed
If I own a kingdom spanning skyline to skyline,
with slaves at my beck and call due to royalty in my bloodline
Or with a swipe I moved nations
with my voice I called millions
with my smile I bring joy
to the hearts of the poor
Would this feeling feel otherwise
and make you positively decide?
In this heart of trend and class
covered by a ragged exterior
I am a low class not seeking favour
By the truth of my heart
against me you make your decision
By the lies of his mouth
in his favour you make your decision
As you were born, so shall you return
hence I shall woo with what gives me life,
not what I've made out of life
for the heart only professes true LOVE
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