The Poor Prince

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Paul is an Engineer. A graduate from a Catholic University. A rebel and a romantic...

I was both Prince and Pauper

Wore gold then begged for copper

My smile replaced with a frown

When they took away my crown

Disgraced me in every town....

Then, I was in a carriage

But now I'm feeding horses

The change was indeed savage

The scheme of grudging forces.

From living in a castleI am now in this prison

Defeated in the battle...God, I need your decision!

Spare me from all these hassles!

These four walls...Their hearts... are cold

Will I be here 'til I'm old?

Lord, what is your plan for me?

Are you hearing my heart's plea?

Is this how you'll prosper me?

Lead me out of this madness...

Can't find the way to gladness

This prison made of sadness

Mimics the night skies’ blackness

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