I am the king of kings whose name is still neat.
The strongest one who doesn't know what weakness means.
I am the worthy creature who doesn't eat except meat.
Shame on you human you scandalized the glory of lions.
Shame on you Ozymandias, our body can't be yours.
We, unlike you, are neither greedy nor steel.
Look upon the rules that we respect in wars.
The greediest one of us spends days on one meal.
The rules of our combat were still honorable and fair.
Kill me man, torture, or slay me, but do not disguise in my honour.
The crimes you commit make Gulliver despair.
May the lion-body of Remises leave the evil head and be a runner.
Fortunately, I am still a lion with hairy head.
Who respect the rules that made by the dead.
A poem by Fayez