Arrival

Arrival

I come from a king who is makerless

I come from a land that is unbound

I come from a place that is untaken

I come from a tribe that is proud


I come with a knee that is unbended

I come with a shield that is unbroken

I come with a sword that is unsullied

I come with my sons to rule here

 

 

Notes:

York: Crossing the Line