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No Pacts Between Lion and Man Ending

The savanna is filled with sea of grass color of gold The baobab trees living there are something to behold As wind creates waves in grass it whispers stories of old Every day here there is drama about to unfold Large black mane male lion is impressive in size But two rogue lions have eyes set on his prize It is the females in his care harem also of large size To take the harem is two lion’s prize The young male fights with fury but is outnumbered and eventually exiled It is good thing for him as of yet he did not father any child He is left with scars and nothing else but that what happens in the wild But male isn’t quite dead and is waiting until eventually fortune upon him has smiled He raises like a phoenix strengthen by his sorrowful ordeal He is angry sad but determined and ready to kill He fights with awe inspiring skill And his destiny of regaining the pride he manages to fulfill The fight is bitter and there can be no lack of confidence in lion’s eyes He has to be cold calculating and above all ready to take the prize But there are right now more statues of lions then real ones like one that savanna occupies And if this continues all we will have left of lions is statues with cold empty eyes When Achilles kills Hector he says there are no pacts between lions and man But I don’t like that kind of a plan To live in harmony with animals we can And I much prefer this plan And I believe before this century is done We can come up with great plan For the both the wildlife and civilization that also is endangered will rise like a sun Or our world will never recover from damage done

Copyright © | Year Posted 2014




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