“The Lion is Bleeding”


P.E. Tottenham

Someone stretched

The meaning of this

Common feeling

Making light of my insight

A stone has rolled

Unshored from some

Dark tomb

As a soul has crept

Aborted from that womb

This lamb’s a lion

Banished from its

Native veldt

Unfed, a vein

Left bleeding in the rain

Some eyes saw through

The meaning

Vanquished and unearthed

I saw the Lion bleeding

Smarting from its birth


Left untied

United in this sacred ride

Glueing pieces, and

Unfazed by what’s denied

©2017 Teagown

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