Queen Esther
She was born unknowing of a mother and a father
All she knew was her uncle, wise and very humble
His rules and beliefs became her own
Her true identity was concealed
Hidden from the very eyes of the King
Little did she know, she would be the one
Her personality unique and contagious
Helpful, wise, and very humble much like her uncle
She won the eye of the King
Above all the women in the province
She is now Queen Esther
Her true identity still concealed
But the sand in the hourglass is quickly falling to the other side
The dark and evil Xsrth is creeping at her toes
Whipsering in the King's ear to kill her people
Fear spreads ... must she reveal her secret identity?
It is upon the hour
Where the hourglass indicates midnight
She struggles, the internal battle waging within herself
The clock strikes
It is time
Time to reveal who she really is to save her people
Risking her life
Her head literally at stake
She dares to interrupt the King and his counsel
She pleades for her life and her people
Revealing her true identity
If the King sees fit to killing all the Jews... she must be killed too
What happens to Queen Esther?
No one ever knows
The legend is incomplete
She is wise and very humble much like her uncle
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