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​A KITTEN IN THE LION’S SEAT

If historic eyes had seen this future

Where a kitten mounts a lion’s seat

They sure would have cemented their feet

And stopped the clock

Before seeing their shadows fall


II

How can a kitten paw fit into a lion’s?

How can a kitten rule over fierce tigers?

Golden fishes?

Huge elephants?

Fearsome crocodiles?

Mischievous monkeys?

Wise snakes?

Egoistic eagles?

Prying owls?

Huge cows?

Loud dogs?

Fiery dragons?

And all other characters in the golden jungle?


III

If only the kitten will mute the horrifying weak meows

Carried through the strong crown of a microphone

Onto the ear plates of the world

In ridicule of the golden jungle

If only its kitten plays

Would take place on an eyeless and earless stage!

If only it would allow baby lions to train its zero brain

If only, if only


IV

Now far eyes like mine look in sympathy

At the golden stool which taunted many into fools

Then into working bulls 

To climb to their prestigious peak

Knowing the disaster being written in its deserving history

Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia © October 10, 2017

By amoafowaa

Just a simple Ghanaian trying to find the best in our society. I may be fun, I may be interesting, I may be funny, I may even be foolish or intelligent, but it is all based on the mood in which you find yourself. I believe our minds make us who we are. Know that, pain, no matter its 'unbearability', is transient. Unburden or delight yourself for a while in my writings please. And all corrections, advice and opinions are welcome. Know that you are the king, queen or royal on this blog. :)

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