Now what I have to say, may
Go overs the crowns of many;
Can the hairless ape jump?...
As to say catch this if you can...
Even a slumbering Lion lay with one Eye open...
Three eyes closed
Or
So they were hoping,
As they parade filthy, heathen feet on our beloved prairie;
Onlookers look onto us
As if our lives
Just another destination on the Safari...
Said
"Every story glorifies the Hunter; until the Lion/ Lioness learns to write"...
Its time will come by its own right.
Though what We have to say may go over the crowns of many...
They believe us the prey,
As they hoot and jive about
Each step closing in on the Being laying in wait...
Then
Just between the Apes' last step and Lions' first nip.
The owl overlooking above began whispering.
"Even a slumbering Lion lay with one Eye open"...
Shook a feathered head; then kept on flapping.
About the Creator
Bo_ThaBohemian
"Snippets' of a Poet"
The name of my book of poetry on Amazon. Check it out if you like what you see here.
-Marine Veteran
-Martial Arts Instructor
-Librarian
-Teacher/ Tutor
-Caregiver
-Tarot Reader
-Writer & Poet
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