I say to you..... <br />Sheep, weep not because you are weak <br />but lie down in those sweet green pastures <br />of false contentment and rejoice <br />that your were not born or turned <br />a Lion like me.... <br />For unlike you.... <br />I am unable to graze on only tender shoots of grass <br />as greens will not satisfy my ravenous appetite <br />And too.... <br />I have no warm coat of valuable wool <br />to warm my cold body without the heat of the sun <br />in order I might grow fat and ready <br />for my Shepard to lead me to market <br />I have no Shepard for protection <br />I have only my long incisors and sharp claws <br />to aid in my pursuit of 'red meat' <br />a Lion like me.... <br />will not be slaughtered or sacrificed to angry gods <br />A Lion like me.... <br />is destined to die with my 'Pride' <br />and a Hunter's spear through my heart <br />Sheep, weep not because you are weak.... <br />but above all....weep not for me <br />for I was born free and will die free <br />but tonight I'm having chops for dinner___<br /><br />Ted Sheridan<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-wolf-can-lie-down-with-a-lamb-but-a-lion-and-a-lamb/
