The Lion

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Positivity Club
A poem I wrote for myself, to remind myself my determination is limitless

Submitted: April 28, 2016

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Submitted: April 28, 2016

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He sleeps and he dreams, of better days

He roars as he wakes, as his fantasies break

Oh jungle King, master of all beasts

What have you done today?

Destiny has built the threads of fate, for you

Your crown has fallen, desired by few

Waking Lord of the kingdom, the sun is up

Your hurting limbs are old, but your will is strong

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Awaken, oh great Lord, from your slumber

Your kingdom cannot wait any longer

Awaken, awaken. Those with wicked hearts

Have taken the throne in your absence

Bring down the royal punishment, a new start

Bring back our peaceful days, forever

The jesters sang of your return

Now we follow your command, oh Lord

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Oh great Lion, that sleeps in our chest

Let the warming sun awake your will

The conqueror of doubt and fear, unlike the rest

Our great desire to overcome, to succeed

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For the great King that lives within us all!

The great warrior that exist in our soul!

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The flame of struggle, the wings of success

The darkness stands no chance, in regret

My eyes were of beast, of the King

My fighting soul held together by a string

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I am a King, a conqueror, and nothing more

A weakling coward, doubtful and scared...nevermore

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My iron crown sits on foreign scalp

My iron throne sits a foreign ass

My claws will correct this mistake

And my enemies should run, for their sake

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The tempest has started, knocking on their doors

Their blood will pain the sewers red

Their guts will adorn the floors

And their eyes will painfully leave their heads

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I am a King, a conqueror, and nothing more

A weakling coward, doubtful and scared...nevermore

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And now he's awake and unafraid!

Run now obstacles of our march!

The massacre of those fools awaits

Wake up, and face me. This is your last stand

 

 

 

 

 


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