Lion

by

Thomas Granger

Thunderously catapulting, clear beneath blue sky
Attributing completely to my wants
Enormous hoards of insects swarm around that one bar fly
See her smile like that, she plainly taunts

Wish I could say something to change the matter, fact
I do these tricks supporting your conquests
As you well can see it is not I who'll need to act
Apparent to this fact the Lion rests

Dreaming of the day when he might sleep the hours away
Without any notion on his mind
Of pain that seems to haunt his thoughts, of others gone astray
Masked the true devotion to be kind

Lying still in silence, waiting for the proper chance
Left to picture moonbeams in the stars
Dreaming of a day before when unlocked he could dance
Before the cold embrace of these steel bars

Entrapped within my psyche I am lost with nothing more
Hardly but a gift never received
Remembering the sunlight of the days so long before
Knowing there's a time we all believed

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Why don't you look at The Need Never Satisfied
by: Dwayne Pagnotto
from: Jacksonville, FL, US

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