Descent from Tulku Chronicles of the King

Kwabena Ntim

Description

A king imagined an empire - Welcome to Tulku. An ancient empire - its kingdom revolutionised and its people discovered. A young girl discovered a large, black bear and grew up with it. There was a veteran who wrote a letter to the king. The veteran wanted to exile the hunter from Tulku to Turku. In order for the king to save the hunter from returning, the bear must be sacrificed by the priest for the king to give glory to the gods. Will the bear be sacrificed? Yes or no? What happens next? Read the book and unlock the hidden treasures.

Sujets

• Fantasy (canción de Mariah Carey)
• Fantasy

Informations

• Publié par: Austin Macauley Publishers
• Date de parution: 29 mars 2019
• Nombre de lectures: 0
• EAN13: 9781528966917
• Langue: English
• Poids de l'ouvrage: 1 Mo

Extrait

About the Author



The author was born in Ghana, West Africa. He has been writing poetry since he was a kid.
Dedication








This book is dedicated to Great Ormond Street Hospital. This is a tribute to baby Charlie who died from brain damage. All the praise goes to family, friends, the hospital and its staff.




Kwabena Ntim


Descent from Tulku Chronicles of the King















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Copyright © Kwabena Ntim (2019)

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A Bone from the Blue Hawk



It is under a stone and upon the oceans.
It is a bone from the blue hawk and it’s
under the nest of the blue hawk’s tree.
The hawk landed upon the nearby stone.
And the blue hawk waved like the rivers,
seas, lakes, mountains, stones and souls.
It stood upon the slivering stones there
and waved its feathers like the leaves.
He stood and watched it upon the trees.

It is under a stone and upon the oceans.
And it stood upon a grey tree and sang,
waved, hopped, whispered and rotated.
The blue hawk sang the songs of Psalm,
Job, Solomon, and sang the song of God.
And the hawk grabbed a bone from the
oceans and carried it to its black nest.
It walked upon the grey clouds, dancing,
crying, cheering, waving and weeping.

It is under a stone and upon the oceans.
He walked towards a bone from the sea
and waved towards the blue hawk tree.
The bird flapped its feathers like owls.
It is the king of the forest, bushes and
jungles, oceans and king of the trench.
He walked upon the land of the oceans,
lakes, rivers, palm trees and the stars.
And is there a bone from the blue hawk?



A Call of Arms



The soldiers of the frontline were called.
And the warriors must fight the Norman
soldiers upon the trenches. A call of the
arms upon the bushes, trenches, forest,
gutters, battlefields, caves and the arts.
It is the call of arms upon the sad knight,
armies, recruited soldiers and the kings.
The soldiers heard a call of arms like an
owl, foxes, robins, crows and grey birds.

The soldiers of the frontline were called.
And the soldiers battled upon the forest,
bushes, trenches, dark roads and a boat.
It is the king of arms upon the dark calls.
And the warriors of Prussia battled here,
there, upon the western front and rocks.
The soldiers ate inside the grey trenches.
And some walked upon the roads like the
crows, ravens, stones, snakes and eagles.

The soldiers of the frontline were called.
And kings must battle the soldiers upon a
trench. The king must use a blunderbuss,
an AK 47, a crowbar, a cutlass and rifles.
And kings will battle the soldiers of arms.
It is the call of arms upon them brothers,
soldiers, warriors, sisters and a frontline.
The soldiers of Prussia must win a battle
and a riffle from the prince of the souls.



A Casket for Static Major



And I am the next king of the woods.
So you are the heaven queen of wars
and you are the king of the warriors.
So why are you snitching on the dead
and switching on the soldiers in war?
What if the casket of a dead rapper
turns grey? What if the dead arise?
So I am the king of the earth and he
is the king of the soldiers like a war.

And I am the next king of the woods.
So walking on the grave was like owls
and the dead ravens. And my name is
Static Major. I am a hip-hop warrior.
I am a rapper from New York. And it
is a bird from the grey tree. It is an
owl. And I died from drugs. I am the
king of hip hop. I rap like the soldier.
And I am like warriors of R&B music.

And I am the next king of the woods.
So all I need to have is the new wars
upon the Island of Judah. I am dead
and I am not alive. I am the warrior
of hip-hop game. My name is a Static
for a Major. I am always in the hoods
and always in the woods. I am a king
from America. I am in a casket here.
I am now in a gold casket in America.



A Grey Mile



And there was this mile.
A grey mile upon a war
and upon a murky war.
And this mile is grey. A
grey mile upon the war.
And there was this dark
mile. A dark mile upon
a murky road. It is mile
and it is grey. It is grey.

And there was this mile.
A grey mile like a dark
road. And it is grey in a
murky mirror. It is grey
and it is a murky mile.
A horse walked upon a
mile. And it is like grey
roads. And it is the war
of the grey mile. It’s on.

And there was this mile.
A grey mile upon a war
and a grey mile like the
murky shadows. And a
man walked on the mile
and sang like owls. It is
a grey mile. It is like the
road of the dead. It’s on
the walls of a grey mile.



A Grey Road



And there was this road.
A lonely road upon a cold
and above the blue path
from where roads walk.
And this road was grey,
rough, upon the burials
and to the path of God.

And there was this road.
A grey road rotten like a
sniffed spray and smells
like the leathers of hats.
And the road walked here
upon the paths of Peter,
Jane and disciple of God.

And there was this road.
This road was not dark,
murky, but it was lonely.
Black also lived in it too
and walked upon a road.
Peter waved upon Lords
and prayed like a Mount.



A Horse for a Trojan Soldier



He is the soldier from the dark city of Troy.
And it was the day of his birth. He did like a
present from his father. He got nothing but
a horse. Yes, a horse for his birthday. He is
the kind of boy who would like a horse for a
race. He is the Trojan boy who likes horses.
Yes, he likes to sit on horses. He likes a brown
horse from the forest of Troy. He is a king.
He is a Trojan soldier from Troy. He is here.

He is the soldier from the dark city of Troy.
And he rode on a brown horse. It rode like a
tractor. He battled the Normans in Troy. He
battled like the leaders of Normandy. He is
a Trojan soldier. He is from the city of Troy.
He then rode on horses. I mean brown horse,
black and white horse, or grey like the zebra.
And he is the soldier of Troy. He rode like a
cowboy. He rode from the dark forest here.

He is the soldier from the dark city of Troy.
And he rode into a forest. He saw the horse
from the western part of Troy and he saw a
horse from the northern part of Troy. And
he rode until he came into a dark tomb. The
horse rode as fast as the train. It was tired.
And the horse was breathing like the snakes.
Soon he came to a tomb. And the tomb was
filled with brown horses. He rode on horses.



A Journey of an African Boy



He is the world’s greatest child soldier.
And he walked upon the grey granite
and walked upon the dark mountain.
He walked on his journey to the Nile.
It was the longest road to the sea side.
And Kagomi was the soldier to walk,
duck and to sweep upon like hedges.
Kagomi is the king of the African sea.
And he walked and walked like bees.

He is the world’s greatest child soldier.
It was the month of March and April,
June, August and October upon trees,
birds, rivers, mountains and sea side.
And Kagomi walked upon a getaway.
He is from the Ashanti tribe at a Nile.
And he walked and walked on roads,
pathways, gutters, stones and trench.
It walked and it walked upon a river.

He is the world’s greatest child soldier.
His journey to the Nile was longer
but he walked until he walked again.
Walking wasn’t easy because of birds
flying upon the clouds like an eagle.
And he walked upon the blue clouds.
It is the journey of the Persian walls.
And it is the journey of the red eagle,
rivers, clouds, dawns and the forest.



A Journey of Neil Armstrong



He was the first man to land on the moon.
And he travelled to the moon with Apollo
and NASA upon the grey mile. He is the
legend of science fiction. He is a warrior.
I saw him upon the mile of space. He is a
master of spacecraft. He is a soldier and a
leader. And I saw him land upon a moon.
And he walked upon the moon. I saw him
walking on the moon. And he is a soldier.

He was the first man to land on the moon.
And he travelled to space and walked on
the moon. His name is Neil Armstrong. A
soldier is his name. He must walk like the
tortoise. And he walked on the blue road.
And he walked upon the moon like rolling
waters. He is the master of the mind here.
He is the legend of the world. And he was
the dagger of the mind. He is like a sword.

He was the first man to land on the moon.
And he travelled to the moon with a cute
rocket and the spacecraft. He walked like
a soldier. And he talked to the kings here
and talked to the brothers of the wars. He
is the greatest man on earth. He landed on a
grey moon. And he went on a journey. He
was the king of th