A l i a a n d E s s a m 14 And our Essam is a sight to behold Strong, proud, a true man of honour Made for greatness, he’s been told Look at his sword, he shakes it in valour. His mother has called on him today Let’s hear what she has to say. The Mother: Essam, my son, my pride and joy! Alia leaves. The Mother appears holding a sword and a shield. The Mother: How I longed for this day to come! Here, my son, take these as a foy. You’ve now grown brave and wise The whole tribe looks up to you But soon they will look in despise Respect and honour will be lost, too. Your father’s life would be in vain If his death you do not avenge.
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