I am a blind lion roaring
forming fear to a man called the Seer
who just sits and listens
the sound intimidates his surroundings
and disappears without causing a commotion.
I am a rabid roach lying
Foaming at the poison fuming in a corner
I watch the Seer pick up a book
He whispers the words, “Show Me”
without warning he flattens my brother.
I am a toothless shark swimming
Faking strength navigating waters
I sense the Seer sleeps in the shallow
I belly up to the sand and wait as I drown
He lends a hand to deepen my madness.
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