King Of Aves

As the sun rises in all its new splendour

He cocks his head to survey the place

As the first rays fall on his feathers

He begins his day with a dashing pace.

The mighty mountains can’t hold him

Cause he ha mastered the mindless wind

No ground, no place, no stream

Is new or out of reach for him.

Once he has spread the wings of might

No one can ever hold him back

Not to say with his razor sharp sight

No victim is safe from his attack.

His run is so smooth, calculation inch perfect

Many run, many hide

Many have tried to save their lives

But to no avail, cause he is the King Of Aves.

Born ruler, born emperor to rule the sky

Need to say? He is the best bird of prey

He has the swooping glide in his armour

He has the Iron hold of his claws in store.

He is deadly, a silence waiting to explode

He lives a life that everyone dreams

Scorches new heights that none dares to climb

All said and All done

He stands tall in his lifetime

Faces death in all power and glory.