The Lion

15 Apr
Licks skin off a carcass bellows a roar.
Impaling claws raking vibrating gore,
Opens the jugular, then blood will pour.
Nerve to fight when the hyena wants more
Hunts stealthily, hypnotic as a cat,
Eats like a werewolf without getting fat.
Authentic in heart this chief of all beasts,
Royally ravenous; loves a blood feast.
Taming is callous; it should be released.
Extinction endangers this sage feline,
Damned to a zoo by selfish humankind.

1 Comment

Posted by on April 15, 2021 in Poetry


One response to “The Lion

  1. Brian Hodgkinson Jr.

    April 15, 2021 at 11:28 pm

    One of my own favorites

    Liked by 1 person


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