Geckos Bats and Lions
This world is a mystery, my brother
There are geckos living on walls,
picking and eating every insect,
that games of life have rejected.
This world is a mystery, my brother
There are bats in dark caves,
living there upside-down,
sleeping all day weeping for night
This world is a mystery, my brother
There are lions in the park of life,
living as kings of the wild powers,
enjoying as others mourn.
This life is a mystery, my brother.
You are a gecko, a bat or a lion
Have you asked why you are what you are?
Halt caravan of life if you can.
Copyright © Solomon Ochwo-Oburu | Year Posted 2018
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