Little Lion,
Do not weep
Over corpses scattered
Round your feet.
Little Lion,
They have died,
But your lot in life
Is to survive.
Little Lion,
Rise against
Those who pull you
To loneliness.
Little Lion,
Keep standing strong,
It's up to you
To prove they're wrong.
Little Lion,
Hear your roar,
You fight them off
Then ask for more.
Little Lion,
Have no fear,
When you're discouraged,
I am here.
Little Lion,
You can rest,
But do not leave,
We need your best.
Little Lion,
Use your claws,
When all seems quiet
There is applause.
YOU ARE READING
Survive: Collected Poems
Poetry~WATTY'S 2019~ ~NOTICE~ AS OF 2/3/19, THIS COLLECTION HAS TOO MANY PARTS! READ VOLUME 2, THRIVE, OUT TODAY! On the pain, love, and passion that makes me human. Potential swearing, mentions of suicide, self harm, depression, rape, etc.
