Son of Jericho

In ancient times, a tale was spun,
Of the Son of Jericho, a chosen one.
He rose from the ashes of a city once great,
To rebuild and heal, to change its fate.

A warrior with courage, a leader with heart,
He carried the wisdom of ages, a beacon in the dark.
He fought for his people, he fought for their truth,
A tale of redemption, a symbol of youth.

The Son of Jericho, his name echoed far,
A symbol of hope, like the guiding North Star.
Through trials and tribulations, his spirit never waned,
In the face of adversity, his faith remained.

He taught of compassion, of unity and grace,
The Son of Jericho, a legend to embrace.
In the sands of time, his story lives on,
A testament to resilience, when all hope seems gone.