Olanrewaju Adeyemo


I Am Still A Lion


I may be down as dead
People may be stepping and trampling on me
It may seem am in a spot for long
The truth is, I am still a lion

I may not be leading the pack for now
I may be at the rear instead of the front
My contribution so minute it can’t be felt
I am still a lion, am sure

I may not be eating what I like
May be taking plant instead of flesh
Even going without food sometimes
My appetite still remains lion’s

You may not see the lion’s agility
I may lack the prowess of one
Even my voice may not thunder through the jungle
But the strength of lion lies in me

My father is a Lion of lions
The Lion of the tribe of Judah
I am a real son and not bastard
So I have the strength of Lion in me.

Submitted: Wednesday, September 21, 2011
Edited: Wednesday, September 21, 2011

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