Counting The Lion's Teeth Poem by Tony Adah

Counting The Lion's Teeth



I was nominated out of malice
And less bravery to count the lion's teeth
On that great granite slab it laid tanning in the sun
In seeming close eyes that saw far and wide.
With the man in me
I touched the mane
It wagged its tail and licked its fangs
And on its paws I rested
Laughing at those who wanted me to die.

Wednesday, August 26, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: fate
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