My yawn reaches the
setting sun
I don’t give up till
the battle is won
As night falls!
I unite with my pride
to hunt
I am the strongest, I
bear of brunt
I raise the cubs with
love and care
Protect them from
predators don’t you dare
Come near them or face
my wrath
I am the Queen who
walks the path
Of Glory and welfare
of my pride
My sisters and cubs
all by side
My King as well
protects and roars
Always ready for the
final war
To protect the pride
he will give his life
He has been through
struggle and strife
Only when the shot
rang in the air
I knew, it was his
final stare
His mane bloodied
still he lunged
At the poacher fangs
bared and plunged
His teeth into the
flesh and tore
Him apart as if he
were a wild boar
My cubs are safe
though I lost my King
I’m ready for whatever
life may bring
Ready for the hunt,
jaws open wide
I am the queen of this
pride
Maxwell O’REILLY
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