My mother bought me a toy lion
Last Christmas.
He was the nicest thing I had,
She told me
That lions were strong,
fierce and focused.....
She looked at me and wondered
Whether I will take him - the toy lion
"one day she will have pretty cubs! "
I retorted!
She smiled
Perhaps he will become bigger then
And I will free him
To the plains
YOU ARE READING
road to nowhere.... somewhere...
PoetryIt's an agreed coalition of the willing! Airlines agreeing to feed the "esteemed travellers" with miniature stuff, nations hoarding gas and water to pass a UN resolution at Newyork, Geneva, Nairobi and Vienna. We are all playing "house" .
