Iman had a blessed day in babylon, got to smoke some herb and communicate to jah. After reading his Fine Arts teaching, Jah told me to get creative and write, so i decided to write a poem about His Imperial Majesty Emperor Haile Selassie I! enjoy...
There was a boy who was born in Harar
There was a boy born in the land afar
His name was Johnhoya, his father name was Mekonnen
His heart was always full, it was never broken
He became a governer, and then a king
He became emperor, and to his name praises they sing
He tried his best to make Zion shine
Conquering Lion Of Judah, he prevails everytime
Five years he spent in the land of Great Britain
Horrific atrocities from Mussollini he bore witness
Won his country back with honor
was his heart broken those years, I Wonder
Gave teachings to his children, feel it in the one drop
Because Bob Marley spoke to the generation gap
Johnhoya was overthrew by the derg
what he'd try to say or do, they observed
To go pray at St. Stifanos he had a chance
And no one has seen H.I.M ever since...
thank you for your time to read this poem, concrete critism and feedback is welcome!
One Perfect Love