I’m the Lion King, I’m the Lion King

I’m the lion king, I’m the lion king 

Phantom of the Oprah

Show signs of no culture

Raised among Individuals

Broke down the myth of culture till it was indivisible

I’m the lion king, I’m the lion king

Through the eyes of a vulture, viewing like a villain

On a branch, so thin…

it slips

Can hardly subsist

on these malnourished twigs

I’m the lion king, I’m the lion king

Through the eyes of a crocodile

Black beads – peering

at a rainbow arched over a turnstile

After a while

See later an alligator

What’s the difference?

Ask Classification Designator

I’m the lion king, I’m the lion king

Through the eyes of a scared platypus

It’s shook

No such thing as halfway crooks

Bill shaking,

a croc waiting

I’m the lion king, I’m the lion king

Through the eyes of a pet hamster

Playing out plain days inside its cage

The wheel rotates –

a sip of water

Maybe it mates and has a Hamster Daughter

I’m the lion king, I’m the lion king

Through the eyes of a King Lion

Splayed on softest blades

Of green grass. Rays

of Sun keep balance

Snacking on an owl’s talons

I’m the lion king, I’m the lion king

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