Flint flakes to wound
Pack without feeling
Where does that bile come from?
Where did the love go?
Did it even exist?
The lion is hurt
many claws
from lions cubs
looking for his place.
And now?
hyenas' hostage
Weak and willless
At the risk of those beasts.
Now when you need
seek calm
maybe forgiveness.
They pay you with your currency…
Money!
The hyenas kidnap your voice
your will.
Hurt, vulnerable, abandoned
hyenas laugh
Where is your ferocity?
Is that your sentence?
They are the owners of your life
they are making you pay
Oh! but only to them
because they are your mistresses
you lost your will
your fierceness….
What are you waiting for to give the last blow?
