Walking tall mane glistening
one with the arrow grass
the assegai rattles at my sight
I am not made to be broken
and be shackled I will not
they trying to tame me
make me one of them
a life of right and wrongs
lead by fear and guilt
finding my way through it
I am reaching the other side
it is not easy I never claimed it was
but finest it is with each passing moment
to live life as a king
a king not of countries not of states
but of life itself,
waiting for my lioness
to walk with me to break these cages
to live life as it is meant to be
