Pink Lion

One step, two traps Three strikes, four stabs... You’ve become the toilets of our lives The annoyance at the end of our knives A convenient offload like a couch in the middle of the road The white lion evicted out of the African pride Existing only in numeracy in captivity Enclosed for curiosity...never to roam free Five slaps, six kicks Seven screams, eight fists... Nine corrective rapes ... Ten hate crimes... Another extreme form of humanity An expression of the dynamic of life’s versatility If he’s the cross reference Then let's be the difference The salt in the Dead sea The end to the death we see