Our Kings and Queens

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Young Adult  |  House: Booksie Classic

Lions, closer then you think.

 

 
There they were, I watched as my eyes grew in horror.  The ravenous pack of lions proudly stomped through the vast plains.  The family, comprised of the worlds most feared creatures, moved as a unit, intimidating any other animal in its view.  The lions are the savannas’ top predator, fearing nothing.  They only have one thing on their minds, power.  Whether it means killing a harmless zebra for food, or harassing the large elephants and giraffes that share the land, they craved power.  
 The gang was known all over the realm as the kings and queens of the jungle.  They used their titles to establish authority over the rest of the Animal Kingdom.  Not only were they strong, ready for attack at a moments notice, they were smart.  A member of the pack could get anything they wanted.  With the right words, threats, they could persuade any animal to carry out their dirty work.  With the flick of a talon, they could get other animals to bring them gifts, move foreign families out of the lions domain, and even give up the hiding spot for the an entire population.  The lions could do this themselves, but that would risk getting their precious fur dirty.  Who could blame them?  Along with being powerful and intelligent, they were undeniably beautiful.  A lion is flawless on the outside, making other species envy them with burning passion.  Their coats, stretching from pure angelic white, to dark earthy brown, complete their superiority.  A lion’s mane is its most prized possession, it commands respect.  Without it’s luscious appearance, a lion is doomed.  Rumors say lions that lose their pristine presence are usually kicked out of the group, forced to run away, or slaughtered for trying something new.  
 
The perfect monsters of the plains won’t stop in their pursuit for supremacy.  That’s the problem with lions; they're self centered, egotistical, and deadly.  These creatures are obsessed with their high status and obvious ruling.  They’ll only date a lion that can match them in appearance, intelligence, and rank.  The pack is only as strong as its weakest link, and no lion will let that be them.  The felines fight within the family, for the dishonest love of the a suited mate.  Fearless females battle for the title of queen.  Lions are known to leave their friends in the dark when an opportunity at fame and status come along.  Males never stop competing to be the strongest, smartest, and most fearful in the land.  The worst part?  The beasts often hate each other, but stay together to remain at the top.  They can’t bear looking lonely, proud lions are foolish lions.
 
  No, the worst part is when they attack.  As I keep my eyes peeled on the pack, I notice a small gazelle come from the horizon, alone and unaware of its crime.  Venturing into the pack’s territory is a grave mistake.  Without hesitation, the group swarms the frightened gazelle, surrounding her in their circle.  Screams can now be heard as the other animals watch and cry, knowing that they can’t help the poor gazelle.  No one wants to be the next victim, knowing what’s about to happen.  The lions are in full attack mood, clawing and scratching at their target.  The yells for help are unanswered as the school observes the onslaught.  The gazelle is being taunted, called ugly, stupid, and a nobody.  A nobody to the paramount lions.  She’s weak, struggling for air, being bullied as the males take turns insulting her and the females pull and twist the poor teen.  A teacher breaks up the fight and sends the pack on their way.  Not even an official has the courage to yell at the dominant family.  I, along with the rest of the school rushed towards the gazelle.  Her eyes, streaming with tears mark her pain.  Being bruised on the outside, and killed on the inside, she’s just another victim for the gorgeous animals.  I pick up the gazelles biology book and help her to class, knowing how she feels.  
 I too have been at the mercy of these teenagers, the popular.  They hurt you more on the inside, scratches and cuts heal, words take lives long after they’re said.  I still watched them, observing the family, the perfect kings and queens of teenhood, lions.


 


Submitted: February 08, 2013

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