In the quiet of twilight’s soft glow,
We pause to remember, to honor and know. Alemayehu, stolen prince of old, in history’s pages, your story is told.
Through the mists of time, we cast our gaze, To the days of empire, in a bygone craze. A young prince torn from his homeland’s shore, Bound for a distant land, forevermore.
Retrospection’s lens, a bittersweet hue, Reveals the injustice that once was true. Alemayehu, with eyes so wise and kind, Leaving his motherland far behind.
From Ethiopia’s hills, to England’s grand halls, A prince in exile, fate’s somber call. In foreign lands, a royal soul adrift,
Yet in his heart, Ethiopia’s spirit lifts.
Through the years, his presence known, In the hearts of those who’ve grown. Alemayehu, a symbol of resilience and grace, even in exile, never lost his royal place.
In retrospection, we honor your name, Alemayehu, prince of eternal fame. Your story lives on in history’s embrace, A tribute to you, in time and space.
In the quiet of twilight’s soft glow,
We remember the prince from long ago. Alemayehu, stolen but never broken,
In retrospection, your spirit is awoken.
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