SQueezy MCD

The lioness

Your great power can't be measured.
Your care is more than anything.
How can we define your work in this
world,power to raise a nation.
Your hands are full of charity.

Same time, same thing your never run out of options,the is always plan B for you.Never let your prey escape,alway
have something to feed your organs.

Your were able to carry a breathing,
Seed for three times three rain drops.
When your seed grow up it turn into
a fruit that can feed you.

At the end of the day your fruit will
be a legend like you,some times it
will face what you experience when you was a living fruit.

But unfortunately you have to close your eyes for a new life and enjoy the
new peaceful world.
Your work will be remembered
Your fruit will follow your words and
miss your soft hands.

[Poem by sQueezy MCD]

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