LION
LION
The cursed rain,
The blasted wind,
The cloak of the moonless night
Hid each indication of what was to come
And kept the transgressor from sight.
This prowler at large,
This predator fiend,
This fiendish insatiable beast
Would bear witness to it's own extinction
Were it not for the forthcoming feast.
Were it not for the anticipation,
Were it not for carnivorous lust,
If the taste of a fat marbled morsel of meat
Didn't bring forth new life from the dust --
Then this animal king,
Great lord of the hunt,
Connoisseur at the top of the chain
Would be nothing at all,
Nothing more, nothing less,
Than a puss with an unruly mane.
Published by Kevin Mannis
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Post a CommentGlad I subscribed so that I may experience your creative mind.
Excellent word choice. I really enjoyed the poem and the picture. =)