Chapter 5-The Lion’s Past –part I
Tired and drained to wits end , was the little stork ;
All he wanted now was to rest ; his eyes swollen .
As soon as towards the dorm , steps he took about ten ,
The eager lion pranced forth , in his tracks the stork did halt.
“ Lost your spirit already , and its not even been a day.
Pay heed if you will , to my tale.
Born was I , a decade ago ; together with an alpha male.
Come out , he did ; with a silver spoon.
Upon his mere sight ; a hundred swoon.
Left not , to the loo ; without a goon,
While I ; looked at every fill of milk as a boon.
For which wait I did ; quarter a day,
Till he ; tired of my mother’s cuddling , finally made way.”
The hourglass turned many a time ,
Overcoming malnutrition ; I was now , a teen.
Whenever for a girl , did I become keen ,
The very next day , with my brother was she seen.
Mocked was I ; for the lack of a mane.
Vent his frustration did my father ; when he hurt his leg,
by hitting me with his crooked cane.
To redeem myself ; from the tag of a runt ,
Ask when I ; my mother , to teach me to hunt ,
Sigh she in dismay ; wondering if I was sane.
Devastated by her unshakable bias,
To learn on my own , I swore .
As the night set in , amidst hoots and shrieks by many a owl,
I watched diligently , the tigress on her prowl.
On her toes , across the grass high ;
Sprang up and into a gazelle’s neck she tore,
A cry of anguish , from the herd ; for half a minute did soar.
----to be continued-----------R.Ajay
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