THE DYING LION- a Poem by John Oguntuase

Slowly,very slowly
An aged rabbit walks
closely ,tightly closely
A baby antelope stares
To the claws and jaw
a signal wired
Like yesterday his head he lift
but in shame he bows
The lunch is gone!
no longer can he launch
Though the appetite remains
on this spot he must remain
yesterday’s victory yet speak
His current state the Hyenas know
How painful to pray as prey
Tomorrow he shall be a lunch too.

Source: Enigmatic Global Concept

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