Choking Heart
The lion paws around
his cage of a life.
The old kingdom has ruined;
being stolen of a king
He and his rock
lay in the sun
across from a highway.
They tell him it's a new frontier.
A frontier with no plains
no rush, no pride.
Spectators shuffle in,
to catch his roar.
He and his rock
lay motionless
as the ticket buyers complain.
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