Roars

Thy heart; no edge to quell its beat,
Nor quieten its call,
Past flaying arms, where evils meet
The innocence in all.
Though hate runs free, to fuel the fears,
Of wicked, senseless cause,
Over the cries and thunderous tears,
Here still, the lion, roars.

Copyright © Simon Austin 2020

Lion

Dedicated to and in memory of the victims of the Forbury Gardens attack in Reading, June 20th 2020 – James Furlong, Joe Ritchie-Bennet and David Wails.

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