Raja, Fourth of the Gatesmen

In the center of the floor

Is a tiny lamp,

And from it emerges Raja the djinn,

Promising me my hearts desires;

Lies.

He promises light I have already seen,

He promises courage I have already found. 

I'm not going to be fooled by a worm of smoke.

Clank.

I kick the lamp over and the gate opens,

So much for that.