Pride of a Lion


Sunrises and sunsets

have glazed your eyes.

Staring ever so quietly;

observing all that hides.


With every step,

a rhythm of your pride.

Victories and failures,

 a shadow at your side.


Let not your scars

fool you.

Some were self-inflicted

while others were cut true.


When you cry,

it becomes a battle hymn.

With every tear that drops,

losing yet, another sin.


So, walk taller

than any GIANT.

Look at yourself friend,

you hide, “Pride of a Lion.”

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