The Golden Throne

"The Golden Throne"

When Alexander had risen up marched on to the Eastn

He was glorified as the western savior at the least.

A son of a ambitious man, he came forward with an ambitious plan

""Raise your spears and hold steady your shields.

We will drive on forward until our ancient foe will yield"

And so it was I who in a much more humble way, went west

And endeavored in the same way striving only to achieve what's best

Like Alexander he didn't conquer only for base pride

No he only meant to bring his order the same as Cyrus did in glorious stride

in the same way that might made right, and victory would light a fire

That could have warmed even the coldness of the world entire

Alexander came to Persia and conquered it true and justly

True he burned down the libraries after too much wine had been drunk

But let it be known Alexander's bones were Iranian when they sunk

Into his grave dug and planned by his treasonous lot

Who were cowards that only rest and greed had sought

Remember Alexander wed and made queen a woman of our own noble line

And here now starts the claim of how Alexander's throne is mine.

I, of house Tazh, a prince of Iran to my core

i claim the Thrones from before even the Achemenid lore

And after to thru from the Selucid, Parthian, Sassanid and more

I am the rightful king of Iran, i have consummated the magi's call

I know Ahurra mazda, in his being the Father stands tall

Came the magi with their prophecy of a savior come

But it is not just my faith in which my claim is done

Let me relate to you now Alexander came came into Persian lands

Named himself the new emperor in not just as the son of his father, no

He named himself the Achemenid Succesor, and i honor his claim so

For he became our noble king, and i reject the foul calls some of my kin bring

In calling him the accursed one, the scourge from the backwoods Greece

But he was in truth a peer and son to we who call Cyrus the great

He wed our line and produced his heir

And now you'll say without a considerate care:

Haha but we murdered that child in the cradle before he could be?

But consider not the views of the base and savage would see

Can you not see how the dead king's murdered son

Was the right and truthful heir to inherit Alexander's new dawn

Though the boy died, in us his blood flows

In the ways of genetics only god and angels do know

Oh Alexander, son of Phillip and champion of greater Greece, i glorify and accept your creed

And recognize the kin lines between us, for there is need

To know because Alexander had claimed the throne not as an invader

But as one who came to consummate the promise of Cyrus much later

Alexander may have to come to Persia as some fashion of Greek

But to deny this coming truth would render you meek

Alexander in part was murdered for this they called a crime

Alexander became a Persian, our shah in due time

We accepted the whole of who Alexander was

And not just stole the glory of his conquest cause

Like those in the west who cried victory

And in silence sought to rewrite his ending in history

So now i'll illustrate as Alexander chased the sun rise i chased the sun set

And in humble and quiet glory i went west

Not backed by an army or yet the mark of conquest and glory

Tho it may end that way; just wait for the climax of my story

As Alexander came and joined and knew

The customs and ways of his coquered people grew

To be native and real in his own heart

And i became an American, a Westerner in my part

No heirs yet born but my blood flows American whatever you think

As much as it does Iranian let that fact sink

Ive adopted the ways of my new nation in great haste

And still retained my native pride to no waste

I am the Parthian arrow in Crassus's side,

I am the Seleucid hoplite armored in plate and pride

And in equal measure I am the spear of Alexander

Who i acknowledged as my lord and commander

Yes, yes, I claim the throne of Alexander

I claim the throne of the king of kings, and know what burden and demands its mandate bring

Not to conquer and brutalize as the Romans did for shallow glory

But always endeavor to write a more humane and civilized story

So Cyrus came to babylon and in the way you'll see i had come here

He had taken Babylon without one bloody thrust of a single spear

And so i had arrived in the west in quiet silence

And hear now my proclamation hence

I am the Hellenistic Emperor if that can presently make a sense

When my plans and efforts come to their fruition

All will see the glory of my peaceful intuition

So as it was the Greek king had become our rightful lord and Commander

I have come to the west and make my claim

Before i am dead all on earth will praise or curse my name

I claim the throne of Cyrus and of Alexander

Yield to me, and you'll see that 300 is a lie

You need not kneel before me, just stand and try

To join me in charging the devil's keep

And into the kingdom of heaven, we shall make the leap.

COMMON COPYRIGHT DECEMBER 24, 2020 BY ALIREZA NAJAFABADI