The solitary lion, was born without a roar
As he never knew, he was missing one
He roamed alone, so he could learn to explore
But he just kept searching, for another one.

He felt alone, like he was missing a home
So he did what he could, too have some fun
A prisoner of thought, alone they were sewn
So his imagination, had the freedom to run.

Then one day, he hears the lion's sound
It was the sound of the start, it had begun
So of he goes, pounding the ground
He knows what's missing, he must tell everyone.

He had never known, what now he knows
So he could experience a life, of not needing one
But now he Knows, his honesty shows
As he believes the world, is in need of one.