Lioness

Lioness
Queen of the jungle
Her domain, Her kingdom
As she stands tall & proud beside her King
Strong, immobile
His mane his crown upon his head
And with him she watches
Watches as Her kingdom
Once glorious, prosperous
Begins to disappear, dwindle
As it’s slowly being taken
Stolen
From the memories of her people
The Great Plains of Her Kingdom
Now a land made to destroy her people
Taken by her captors
To diminish their legacy
Destroy their prosperity
Claimed as their own
Forcing her people to live under them
Scattered, weakened
As a shambolic community

She stands tall
O’er her ledge
As she watches her fellow lions fall
Fall into despair, into capture
Unable to fight
for they forgot why
Forgot their power
Their spirit
Unable to roar,
for no longer can they find
find their voices
Their forces
dwindling,
Subdued
to capture, captivity
content confinement
mental imprisonment
so to make them forget
their dangerousness
their significance
their ferocity
As a whole, as a force
But she remembers

As she stands tall and proud
In Her kingdom,
No longer her own,
She stands tall, mighty
Her mane her crown upon her head
Unmovable untouchable
with her king in her stead
together they stand
For together they rise
And together they will prosper