Circus Lion

by Flaminia   Oct 14, 2006


On stage with a smile:
who will hear his freedom cry
when another sunset in captivity
has just passed by?

Jumps in fire no fear:
who knows what that mild song means,
when another dawn in a dark damn cage
plays broken dreams?

Children's laughters loud:
what was there to laugh about?
Just another roar sound to the end of ends:
dead lion can't shout.

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  • 16 years ago

    by michelle

    I loved this poem, im glad to see that others care about animal cruelty aswell.Great job :)

    Michelle x

  • 17 years ago

    by Lu

    You have captured the other side of nature that we don't seem to think about often enough.
    We see the beauty side most often and ignore the captive side.
    Very eye opening poem, that surely opened MY eyes.
    Thank-you for sharing !

  • 17 years ago

    by Tammie

    Aww, that is so sad. I've never read a poem on this topic, and i think its a good one. Very sad, i can feel the sadness of the lion. A wonderful write. =] 5/5

  • 17 years ago

    by Gerard Kurt

    Nice poem. I can feel the sadness of the lion.

  • 17 years ago

    by Michael D Nalley

    Most of us are held ccaptive by society and forced to jump through hoops, but does society care how we feel .. just my interpretation of this well written thought provoking poem

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