General Alexandros
General Alexandros
The gates of the keys to his kingdom were taken by his hand alone.
He Erected the palace of peace through a dominant domain of discipline.
The astonishing authority he gave to no flesh l, unless of his own.
Speaking the flames of truth and only the truth,
he incinerated the false works of the straw framed, and sinful men.
He Learns the fears of his opponents, and the desires of his friends.
Protecting thy enemies, brings them closer to his trust.
Rewarding thy friends, he keeps them close, lest they try and harm him
He holds Strength in information, shame is the weapon of choice few use.
Yet, he has qualms of using it for devastating efforts.
Understanding brings him jewels of truth.
That Humans are tied to their reputation.
If you have learned of intimate knowledge,
you have planted potential enemies within their frame.
So now, no man may stand in confidence,
faced with such a glorious Goliath.
For the lightning of truth in his eyes brings all defenses to ruin.
Testing came early and often in times of battle.
His losses were many, and foes were mighty in acts.
In response to such events, he rose up as a high wave of vengeance.
With the aftermath of his works showing as a city ravaged by quakes
The harsh response of defeat even in his most valiant attempts, brought him The gold of peace. That fitted him in majesty, while he waited in silent suffering.
He savored these meals of misery.
For they brought him immunity against the intangible tragedies
Through brokenness he became beautiful, through strife, he was given stripes. I'm misery he was raised to magnificence.
Now the reflection of the highest and purest calling,
he walks in honor, speaks wisdom, and rules in love.
A Gentleman he was bred to be, and a Gangster he desired to live as,
But a general is who Yahweh our Elohim called him to be.
A shining reflection of the highest glory.
General Alexander The Goliath is what they call him.
He had suffered through agony filled mornings
And miserably cold nights, with the looming
Presence of defeat on his brow, yet in the
Distance amidst the aftermath of dust
And darkness surrounding his former dreams
Stood a flower, so vibrant and beautiful
It represented everything
He now dreamt of,
In spite of all he had been through,
The flower became the light in the field of darkness.
He's so desperately needed .
He smiled and carried on and so he lives without fear of failure
And so he lives without fear of failure
Nor does he consider the impending ridicule of such a bold and intense
Persona that he lived for
The gates of the keys to his kingdom were taken by his hand alone.
He Erected the palace of peace through a dominant domain of discipline.
The astonishing authority he gave to no flesh l, unless of his own.
Speaking the flames of truth and only the truth,
he incinerated the false works of the straw framed, and sinful men.
He Learns the fears of his opponents, and the desires of his friends.
Protecting thy enemies, brings them closer to his trust.
Rewarding thy friends, he keeps them close, lest they try and harm him
He holds Strength in information, shame is the weapon of choice few use.
Yet, he has qualms of using it for devastating efforts.
Understanding brings him jewels of truth.
That Humans are tied to their reputation.
If you have learned of intimate knowledge,
you have planted potential enemies within their frame.
So now, no man may stand in confidence,
faced with such a glorious Goliath.
For the lightning of truth in his eyes brings all defenses to ruin.
Testing came early and often in times of battle.
His losses were many, and foes were mighty in acts.
In response to such events, he rose up as a high wave of vengeance.
With the aftermath of his works showing as a city ravaged by quakes
The harsh response of defeat even in his most valiant attempts, brought him The gold of peace. That fitted him in majesty, while he waited in silent suffering.
He savored these meals of misery.
For they brought him immunity against the intangible tragedies
Through brokenness he became beautiful, through strife, he was given stripes. I'm misery he was raised to magnificence.
Now the reflection of the highest and purest calling,
he walks in honor, speaks wisdom, and rules in love.
A Gentleman he was bred to be, and a Gangster he desired to live as,
But a general is who Yahweh our Elohim called him to be.
A shining reflection of the highest glory.
General Alexander The Goliath is what they call him.
He had suffered through agony filled mornings
And miserably cold nights, with the looming
Presence of defeat on his brow, yet in the
Distance amidst the aftermath of dust
And darkness surrounding his former dreams
Stood a flower, so vibrant and beautiful
It represented everything
He now dreamt of,
In spite of all he had been through,
The flower became the light in the field of darkness.
He's so desperately needed .
He smiled and carried on and so he lives without fear of failure
And so he lives without fear of failure
Nor does he consider the impending ridicule of such a bold and intense
Persona that he lived for
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