Thursday Poetry: The Caged Lion

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The Caged Lion

 

Inside a long yawn

Lurks

The muted spirit

Of a caged lion.

The scars from his mate,

Unseen by others.

The occasional roar.

A fading instinct.

The next feeding,

Scheduled.

 

 

 

 

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