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A Lion’s Honor
Feb 8, 2021
Do you look back over our conversations?
Comprehend my observations,
My allusions?
Yet, the mouse, he has more courage,
Understanding and insight;
My conclusions.
You resemble the fallen Dishonorable lion,
Who squeaks —
Illusions.
What Honor! Do you run with Hyenas?
Hunt in packs with
Delusions.
Little mouse fairs better with the Honor of hawks,
Eagles rise, the man falls;
So seclusion.
© Lenore T. Rose 2021
