Cryin' Lion Poem by Stewart Watkins

Alone!

Big Cat is trapped inside a cage.
With every passing hour, up goes its rage

Deeper is its growl,
And more menacing is its scowl

The fight is strong as it yearns to be free
Far, far away from this shameful place of captivity

Out of this place
Out from gloom and disgrace

The beast scratches and claws incessantly, but to no avail
Distant ephemeral reflections of a savanna, its sullen heart longs to bail

A king of valor relegated to a diminutive, cold space
No grasslands for play and no prey to hunt; trapped in a foreign place

Soon the cacophonous growl wanes into a feeble murmur
The beastly, commanding sound has lost its ferocious fervor

Bewildered, weary, and defeated, it starts cryin'
No place to roam and far from home, in the cage lies the lion