The Lion's Tale
Hear the Lion roar above the rapids
Hear that Lion roar;
But what if this Lion would roar no more?
And nothing was left for him to roar for.
His home is gone; His land been taken; His children ran; His life forsaken;
And though the Lion may roar above the rapids; That will be the last we’ll see
For if you can not be happy then why bother being free?
Copyright © Caitlin Dwinnell | Year Posted 2012
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