Ode To Conservatism

[Beneath The Spin]

The mighty King of Beasts
has met his prey,
and this tender morsel’s
on the menu today;
But his fearsome roar
hits unhearing ears, and
his deadly fangs
bites flesh that won’t tear,
so the pending demographic
of this exchange,
alerts the king
that his role has changed.

The mighty King wishes
he’d passed on this prey,
but now he’s forced to continue;
for he’s awakened the sleeping
boa constrictor,
and the monarch
is now on the menu.

As he squirmed and wiggled
and struggled for air,
and pleaded with a boa
who didn’t have ears,
his last thought on Earth
went something like this –
It was my arrogant hubris
that led to this fix.

 

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