Persian Prince Poem by Denis Martindale

Each day, the leopard woke from sleep
And looked at his domain,
A daily vigil he must keep,
This land to rule again...
From fellow leopards strolling by,
Or those that hunt for food,
The leopard knew the reasons why
He kept his sullen mood...

No challenger had fought and won,
Or forced him from his home,
That's why he basked beneath the sun
And had no need to roam...
The land was his and there's no doubt
He seeks this year-by-year
And so, if no-one throws him out,
Each day, you'll find him here...

Responsible as he could be,
He always gave a damn,
Thus he preserved his destiny,
To state, 'It's who I am! '
As if he were some Persian Prince,
A sultan or a tsar,
He's stayed that way and ever since,
That's how some leopards are...


Denis Martindale, copyright, October 2014.


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