King of the Jungle

Too often deceived.

King of the Jungle

And as I fall

into this pit of misery

yet again

I have no desire

to rise from the ashes.

I have not the strength

for it has been sapped

by so much brutal loss,

by so much sadness.

I have not the stomach

for I have been poisoned

by the bile of deceit

too often.

I have not the fortitude

for my endurance

has been worn to nought,

eroded.

And I have not the courage

for my heart has been

ripped from my breast,

my lions mane shorn

and I am weak.

Too weak to stand.

And you,

you felled

this king of beasts.

 

06/07/15

Author's Note

Reviews

[Willard Wells]

Good to see you again John. You have been missed. Nicely done piece. Words of deceit and pain with great analogies. And of course "My Sweet Lord", one of my favorites from George.

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Thanks Willard. i have not posted for a few months now and this is an 'old' post. Been taking a 'back seat' and a rest from the cafe and just keeping a weather eye.

[Taylor]

I generally do not review poetry because I know little about it and have never really appreciated it. So with that disclaimer (hmmm, why read on?), I was attracted to this because of the title. Having just posted a piece that involves a lion, I wondered about your poem. Well, of course, it's not about a lion but a strong person (man I assume) who is worn out by the deception experienced at the hands of the person who is being addressed. The imagery of his physiological demise is potent culminating in the shorn mane of a lion. Very interesting and thought provoking poem. Thank you for sharing it.

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Many thanks Taylor. I am honoured you have taken the time to look at this.

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There comes a point in time when the heart, mind and body can take no more... it's sad when something once wo powerful and passionate has to call it quits...nicely done, John

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Thank you as always FT.