A free verse poem about hungering for the chance to live up to your potential. |
The zoo lion, a majestic beast, born and raised in a zoo, living out his life in a zoo, in safety and comfort, well fed and tended, without a care in the world ... and yet, he paces. He paces relentlessly, without purpose, back and forth, back and forth, searching for something. For deep within his magnificent heart he instinctively feels a gnawing, as though he knows there should be more. For aeons past his ancestors lorded over the African plain fighting and killing, surviving by cunning and strength, living a shorter, more brutal existence, but reigning as king! He carries the genes from centuries past to make him a true champion, the lord and master of his domain, but this potential goes untested, unfulfilled, wasted, locked in confinement, due to a mere accident of birth. And so, he paces, paces, seeking a portal in time that might transport him back, back to past glory, back to the life he was bred to live, back to find his lost heritage, back to the chance to prove he is a lion. Please check out my ten books: http://www.amazon.com/Jr.-Harry-E.-Gilleland/e/B004SVLY02/ref=ntt_dp_epwbk_0 |