Real King
Real King
Few people troll him,
Few people
Speak ill of him
In his own country,
Still, he doesn't bother,
He continues
To spread love.
The more
The hate is spread
On his name,
The more
Generous he becomes.
The charity
That he does from heart,
No one ever can match,
The love and compassion
He peddles are genuine.
Yes,
He is the king of hearts
Who rules the world
With the sword of love.
Yes,
He is the real son,
The real fighter
Who never masquerades.
Bringing glory
For the country,
He genuflects to politeness
And
The world calls him
The real king, SRK.
