The King

by Stacy Savage

There is a beast in the animal world.

He brings many creatures fright.

His eyes are gold; he wears a mane.

He’s a ghost within the night.

There was a man with hair of black

And many jumpsuits he would wear.

He once disturbed Ed Sullivan

When his hips swung on the air.

There is a man that many love.

To Mary Magdalene he was born.

He died for us so we may live,

And he arose on Easter morn.

There was a man of power.

He had a jester who would clown.

His son a prince, his wife a queen

And on his head he wore a crown.

Whether it’s the beast with mighty roar,

Or the man who’d sweetly sing,

Or the man on the cross or man with knights,

They will always be known as the king.

I organized a rhyming poetry contest. If interested, see my Authorsden page: www.authorsden.com/stacysavage (click on "events). Deadline: March 8, 2014.