The royal treasure

The royal treasure

The King is giving away the royal treasure,
thrown open, the doors of His palace.
How long must I roam the streets a beggar?

The worth of this gift beyond any measure,
(obtained only through His grace),
the King is giving away the royal treasure --

jewels of light and beauty forever.
So near to that unguarded place,
how long must I roam the streets a beggar?

The King's favor I seek; in truth, His pleasure,
grateful only to behold His face.
The King is giving away the royal treasure!

Impaired by some cruel, pernicious tether,
in penury, sordid and base.
How long must I roam the streets a beggar?

He's heard my plight, the earnest endeavor.
He encourages my desperate chase.
The King is giving away the royal treasure.
How long must I roam the streets a beggar?

                        (Unpublished)