Lions used to be herbivores

But became kings

** Now they eat **

In wake of destruction

In remembrance of death

**Now they slaughter**

Lions threw off what was

And became what’s next

** No remorse**

They could think

“It’s okay to be eaten”

**For the father**

“It’s okay to be food”

Because they can be themselves

**Time, was left **

And I’ll just do what I do

But that version became extinct

** Now is next**

And all that was left

Was the evolution of pain

And the scars that were kept

**_Anger is the second line

That doesn’t forget

Imprints

Gives on, the slaughter

Keep this pendenant of scars

Ivory and rare

To remember why scars kept

Become scars given, without care

_**