the lion has roared

the lion has roared at my lovely dreams
helping to create shattered illusions
which were always so much more than they seemed
but he bellowed, and I called out "treason"

the howling of the mightiest must end
his brutal force against my heart is felt
my weakened spirit now begins to bend
I summon courage, his last hand's misdealt

love was not meant to become nightmarish
my strength is desired, but beasts must be tamed
at dawn I whispered my threat, his anguish
no more will his disdain remain unnamed

I cherished him, always accepting strife
thinking little else could have been my life



the lion has roared
17 november, 2006
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