Lioness
He happily gives you big, juicy steaks!
Pure and limitless water!
He keeps you healthy, he keeps you busy,
Visitors admire you both from afar.
With him you are fed, but are you full, dear?
He lovingly keeps you sheltered and warm.
No more getting lost, no more feeling scared!
No more wandering aimlessly through the jungles of life,
Best to avoid all those choices out there.
This may be a roof, but do you see your home here?
You are your most peaceful, calm self with him,
Yet you fear the inevitability of your wild self rising up again.
My dear, you are lion! One day you’ll lash out at him.
You will bite this poor man’s hand,
Because you were born with something he’ll never comprehend:
Yes, I’ve come from somewhere he’ll never understand:
The fiercely complicated mind of a lioness.
My mother’s womb, the lion’s den.
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