MADIBA AND THE LION

The lion sprang up the staircase on fire

As the African night began to die

A neon hospital sign flickered a warning

Before failing against a bloody dawn sky

 

The champion warrior shed his gown

And held firm the proffered mane in his hands

With a roar that would shake the entire world

They leapt as one for heavenly lands

 

Michael Ashby, Sidmouth

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