BM (January 20th 1984 / Machakos - Kenya)

A Lion

I am a lion nolonger a cub.
A bushy mane, huge paws, thundering roar.
I'll mark my territory from this tree, to that hill, and that rock to the brook down there.
I'll have one lioness in my pride the queen.
Drink from her brook.
Hers only and no other.
I won't let her go hunting while I sleep.
She will feed from my paw.
I'll provide for her, for my cubs.
The mane of my cubs will decorate no kings regalia.
In my territory will no other lion be allowed.
I'll change the way of the jungle for I am now a lion.

by Benson Muthoka

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Comments (2)

''ll change the way of the jungle for I am now a lion. ' ............................. Hi Benson, It is felt that you really in role of a lion. Write clearly and and it is beautiful. Your naiveties even very much approaches a young lion. Thank you for sharing, Thanks for kind comments, Tsira
fascinating read, nice.