It was many and many years ago
In a kingdom by the sea
There lived a man among men
Whose name lay buried beneath
History's tomb.
A man so swift, yea, swifter than the eagles;
A man so brave, yea, more brave was he
Than the fiercest beast;
By his raging roars, a plethora of armies
He turned to flight.
Such a man was he on whom the gods dote
For he conquered the land and troubled the sea.
But how young they die whom the gods love?

One day, while at war on a voyage,
The mighty warrior went blue with love
Stung by winged Cupid's potion.
Mortal and goddess perfectly intertwined
with Eros cord.
So pure was their love that the seraphs of Heaven
Coveted their affair.
Driven by love he went on conquering and to conquer
His greatness stretched from coast to coast
Yea, beyond the kingdom by the sea.
But too soon is love's labours lost.

And this was the reason that, long ago
In this kingdom by the sea,
A gentle zephyr blew out of the heavens
And so was it that he left his love to marry another
For wealth and power untold he sought
With hope that he a king might reign among men
With unquestioned sceptre.
Softly drowning in the slough of his lust he clung
To the encomium poured on him from day to day
Like the unceasing drizzle of Bini rain.
All is fair in love and war, he thought.
Alas, this mighty warrior in the kingdom by the sea
Fell by his own sword at last.
He lost not just a kingdom that day
but also his name.