*Roaming lioness,
Through the plains
Yearning for a mate
Yearning for a pride
In which is gone
No lion in sight,
The lioness softly roars
In emptiness and sadness
Her cries not heard
By a single ear of a lion
She lies softly in the dry beige grass
She wants to give up
It's all she can do
She roars again in frustration
She is the last of her kind,
Why must it come to this?
Last of the lions and lionesses
Killed by careless humans
Last survivor
Last warrioress
Lost hope*
Sep 1, 2015
Sep 1, 2015 at 2:21 AM UTC
*Roaming lioness,
Through the plains
Yearning for a mate
Yearning for a pride
In which is gone
No lion in sight,
The lioness softly roars
In emptiness and sadness
Her cries not heard
By a single ear of a lion
She lies softly in the dry beige grass
She wants to give up
It's all she can do
She roars again in frustration
She is the last of her kind,
Why must it come to this?
Last of the lions and lionesses
Killed by careless humans
Last survivor
Last warrioress
Lost hope*
