A warrior so pure of heart

Cannot ever be questioned

Perfectly assembled animal

Simply stunning work of art


Shining example of the truth

Carrying nary a single burden

Walking with a determination

Ever steady from tail to tooth


Standing vigilant over the pride

Power and grace in abundance

Never waning loyalty it’s power

Engines of creation in full stride


Courage of conviction emphasized

With no regret for past indiscretion

Lived and learned it’s lessons well

Now it’s strengths fully mechanized

Libran Warrior


Blindly forging ahead through this life’s trial by fire

A Libran warrior and Lion are one and the same

Battle weary yet unwilling to give way to adversity

Amidst chaos, Balance and Power reign supreme


Libra’s scales adorning this life soldiers shield

While mighty King becomes his eye’s in this fray

Guiding him into combat fearlessly once again

Vengeance is sought for the meek and the mild


Adversity shall always be wrought on the masses

While power starved oppressors grasp for control

Never will this champion of Might and Right waver

This Librans ultimate goal to see cruelty cut down


So beware all ye who hear the battle cry of the wild

As it surely is a precursor to swift and violent justice

The tyrant shall live in fear for the injustices wrought

As fates are weighed, measured, and strictly upheld

A King Without Words


I liken myself to the King of all beasts

Majestic and strong, with swagger and sway

A weakness I have, not too proud to admit

Is I run out of words, and have nothing to say


I look to the sky with an awe so inspired

Others write effortlessly with style and ease

My wish is to flow like a river with ink

Above all else this King must be pleased


So I Roar, and I claw, and I bite, and I scratch

I think and I write until my creativity hurts

Yet my page is filled with senseless ideas

My words only come in spatters and spurts


Unsightly am I, this King of the Jungle

I struggle with an artistic thorn in my paw

Help me remove this spike from my heel

And I’ll write so that you’ll see just what I saw


I look around at all the inspiration and see

The countless numbers of an artistic pride

I feel comfort in knowing I will always find

The words that I need with you all by my side

Dawn Of The Lion


And so another calendar year is opened to day one

Reflecting on days gone past and paths that led astray

My heart pulses in eager anticipation of change to come

As I liken myself to the mightiest of all majestic kings

Surveying my kingdom with the confidence of a Lion

At the rise of the morning sun


A picture of poise and power as I observe my domain

I shall walk with the pride and dignity familiar to my kind

The bold swagger of royalty ever present in my gait

An untamed instinct in command of my noble demeanor

My newfound strength and ferocity in abundance

As no signs of weakness remain


So now with the wisdom and courage befitting a King

I set off on my odyssey to make easy prey of my destiny

Drinking from the crystal clear waters of the river of life

While feasting on the fresh carcasses of my adversaries

Mine shall be a triumphant and glorious new empire

One of which the Angels sing.