In the provinces of my kingdom
Are poets who have the zeal
They come in varieties and write in distinct perspectives
Riding in chariots of horses
Throwing a banquet where poetry is feasted
The walls are embodied with writings of my father's
The jury in my courtyards are dent on settling poetic cases
Seers and wisemen come explaining our dreams

In the provinces of my kingdom
There will be no boredom
Love,peace and humility...