African Warrior

His skin is coated in red ocher, making it hard for his enemies to notice him midst termite mounds. He wears a headdress of cowrie shells and ostrich feathers, for his battle is a special day like weddings and initiation. His eyes remain as steady as the Sun, reflecting greatness he sees lying before him…. ………………………………………………………………. The lion's fur is wildly free in disarray proudly displaying its untamed nature to the approaching hunter under the hot sun The lion yawns blissfully unaware of the battle that's about to come to an ordinary day like any other day a lazy afternoon nap Yet the lion's instinct is as sharp as a knife picking up movements in the grass with its tiny rounded eyes... A Collaborated Poem with Teddy Kimathi Copyright © 2016 June 18th