Lying In The Sun
You think you're strong, you Lions
In your pride,
Lying in the sun.
You think
You can do as you will.
You think
We'll lie quietly, let you.
Keep the Jungle, if you can;
We never much liked the climate of your domain.
Basking in the heat of your late afternoon—
Heedless of the lengthening shadows—
As we track the darkness.
Cut off the head, and...
See the young Wolf's new trick?
Unexpected.
You have no idea who you're dealing with.