Who are we to decide the fate
\nOf any soul commensurate
\nWith feeling emotions
\nThe subtle worth
\nOf what plays out on Mother Earth
\nFilms are there to basically
\nMake money for a company
\nInvestment comes it seems to me
\nWith the need to tell a good story<\/p>\n
Petting Cubs and trophy Lions
\nHunters punters Frankesteins
\nManipulated technology
\nThat failed to bring a constancy
\nThe monster had his own idea
\nAnd the effigy was far less clear
\nA little Lion is sacrificed
\nThe company of Kings sufficed
\nTo say controls the story line
\nA resurgence which may not be mine<\/p>\n
The synopsis gathers interest for
\nThe arrogance out there for sure
\nFrom wherever the Cubs come from that we
\nAccept the role and their pedigree
\nPosterity and collateral fears
\nThe adoptive patterns that clearly steers
\nA wild soul through its captive plight
\nAnd out the other side alright<\/p>\n
Whispering caring loving traits
\n3 years of filming it creates
\nA thrust full energy zestful time
\nWhere interference just may climb
\nAnd with influence it could malign
\nThe curse that is the growing Lion
\nHypnotic thus attracting those
\nNot as au fair with what we pose
\nThe liability of the picture to
\nBe accountable really all through<\/p>\n
In collaboration with experts
\nWho
\nhang together they
\ncontribute and feel the need
\nTo show their Lions the way
\nReaction from then each of us
\nOn face book as we all discuss
\nThe recalcitrant the resistance too
\nAnd What is the friction and drag all through<\/p>\n
An inverted glance missing the signs
\nA raw regard for the clueless lines
\nFor as it plays out what do we see
\nA child and a lion who seem to be free
\nThe romantic nomads the rambling soul
\nThe two escapees each on a Roll
\nGetting away from a tortured scene
\nAnd back into freedom from the machine<\/p>\n
The new direction follows on
\nNot looking back just to be gone
\nInjecting the human into the Lion
\nAn explosive encounter on which to dine
\nThe hope and the wanting of every frame
\nAs wildness gets fainter
\nAnd we see the game
\nWhilst the soul emerges in conflict with life
\nInstinctive programming causes both strife<\/p>\n
A play acting saga which has little to do
\nBut appeal to an audience
\nOut there and through
\nHow they believe, and what it is they see
\nOf the true feeling and prosperity
\nWhere is the wisdom how can it be
\nThat any wild animal can adequately
\nManage the partnership solve all the clues
\nAnd at the end of it, not sing
\nthe blues<\/p>\n
They are to be catered for
\nA sanctuary
\nStill a misjudgement if you ask me
\nA haven of falsity obsessed
\nWith taking their wildness away
\nAnd so we
\nGo through the experience filming it all
\nMia and Charlie both walking tall
\nBut what was the purpose
\nWhere are they now
\nMIa is acting
\nCHarlie well how<\/p>\n
Does he come to terms with his
\nInstinctive urge
\nIt no doubt runs through him
\nA real potent surge
\nOf emotions and thoughtfulness
\nBack from his past
\nThat gnaws at his soul
\nIn the die he is cast<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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