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Second-hand-Lion's
Ghost's:
Simply just shadow's
of what our descendants
used to be
In this Zoo
On display
Ignorant examples
of a dying breed
Forced to inherit
this Lyfe in captivity
Raised on lies
Exploited till death
Guarding the cage
which keeps us contained
because "we couldn't survive
if given our freedom"
Unable to handle
the responsibility of living;
Can't miss our Home
when we've never been there
Tormented by vision's
& feelings from the past
We stare into our future:
Through the eye's
of a Lost-Pride...
Simply just shadow's
of what our descendants
used to be
In this Zoo
On display
Ignorant examples
of a dying breed
Forced to inherit
this Lyfe in captivity
Raised on lies
Exploited till death
Guarding the cage
which keeps us contained
because "we couldn't survive
if given our freedom"
Unable to handle
the responsibility of living;
Can't miss our Home
when we've never been there
Tormented by vision's
& feelings from the past
We stare into our future:
Through the eye's
of a Lost-Pride...
Published 8th Jun 2012
| Edited 24th Oct 2016
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Anonymous
8th Jun 2012 8:07pm
Brilliant! I feel like a lost soul most the time. Trapped with in myself with no escape. Like the beautiful animals behind the cage, I have taken their place.
