Tears of a Lion

Weak, cold, drenched and dehydrated beyond recognition, Welcome to the big hostile jungle where clemency has no rendition, Away from my cubs, away from my pride, all I have is heart beats and near extinction, My strength, my roar and my power all faded in a moment of imagination, Bring me back to life, bring me back my gusto, bring me back to my relish and satisfaction You gave me faith; I gave you stability and governance, You gave me decisions; I gave you peace and exuberance, You gave me power; I slipped into tyranny and autocracy, You gave me another chance and all that slipped is democracy, Now my kingdom is gone, my kind is extinct; I am writhing in doubt and complacency, Bring me back to life, bring back my gusto, bring me back to my relish and satisfaction