Wednesday, 9 December 2015

THEY TRIED TO SLAUGHTER THE CUB




They tried to slaughter the cub
They sharpened their knives
They plotted
They laughed
They cast lots
They played a stupid game to determine its fate
They tried to slaughter the cub
They didn’t see the lion guarding the cub



They tried to slaughter the cub
They hated its guts
They called it proud
They assumed it was weak
They thought it walked alone
They ignored “the shadow”
They tried to slaughter the cub
They didn’t see the lion observing it all



They tried to slaughter the cub
They were blinded by their hatred
They despised it
They wanted it dead
They wanted it gone
They approached the cub
They tried to slaughter the cub
They didn’t see the lion waiting



They tried to slaughter the cub
They signed their death warrant
They approved their own execution
The cub was unaware of the massacre
The lion erased their existence
The hedge remained unbroken
They tried to slaughter the cub
They didn’t see the lion waiting



By Sylvia Chika
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