Heart of Gold

A Heart of Gold

and pockets filled with Gold

Journey to Mecca what will unfold?

Make way as he comes behold!

sixty thousand men he brought

camels, horses, elephants distraught,

carrying 18 tons of Gold they depart

twelve thousand slaves in chains they marched

Lips dry throats parched

As the dry Sahara heat scorched 

Town after town they crossed 

pounds of Gold he lost

But all for a good cause

People coming in mobs 

Screaming & yelling because

Mansa Musa “king of kings” calls

Upon everyone behind closed doors

In the halls

& behind the walls

“Come & this gold is Yours”

In every town he lured,

People asking for more

he could not ignore 

their strident roars.

So in every town, he poured 

More & more gold,  it couldn’t be ignored

Crashing Egypt’s economy, word spread abroad 

Soon Everyone knew the king  adored. 

From the corners of his kingdom and far beyond

Mansa Musa truly has shown

He is a King with the heart of Gold.