Wisdom
Looms, tempered
Like a daylily blooms
In bars of iron sleep
Wisdom wakes
Like a ravenous lion.
With ears of golden wheat
Folded yet; into another sleep.
Wisdom roars and rolls, out
His paws his talon claws
He lifts up his prey
Just to snarl'
What did you taste?
Here on the air today!
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