Her last words as a Lioness

 

 

Wish I could cart you to the past

showing what you've missed, 

Things that did not last

I bet there'd be a list

of wildlife that you've never seen

How the forest was 

Before in the world you've been 

Oh such a pitiful thing to know and tell

A cub like you has known no den 

Your habitat's snatched, your rights are too

I'm sorry darling, I couldn't give those to you 

But though I'm old and my power's all gone

I can give this in my last few breaths 

it isn't much dear, just some advice to pass on

don't let yourself obsess over grass 

start admiring the glass

'cause those cages you know, will be your new home

and in a month or two

you'll be in the vulnerable few

Know this though, you'll be just fine 

you'll adapt well with it over time

I know you'll live well by yourself

But this lioness, will never forgive herself 

For she's the mother who never could show you the trees, 

The rivers, the forest, the moon and the breeze