The Lion and The Mosquito

10.27.2020

A Proud Lion,

Laying in His Field

Was Bitten

By a Wandering Mosquito.

 

The Lion was Unaware

Until he Felt the Itch,

“Curses on your Family,

Bold Insect,

For I am King,

Your Next Move

May be Your Last.”

 

The Mosquito Laughed,

“Your Blood Tastes

The Same,

As an Elk,

Or as an Ox.

The Blood of a King!

Is as the Blood of the Flock!”

 

The Lion Snared,

And on the Next Day,

The Mosquito Came Again

And Drank the Lion’s Blood.

 

The Mosquito Then Spoke,

“I”ll Come Everyday

And You’ll Be My Meal!

For Pride I Do Not Have

And Your Pride I Wish to Steal!”

 

As the Days Past,

The Lion Itched More and More,

Until He Could Not Take it,

Anymore.

 

In An Uproar,

The Lion Bit on His Paw

Where the Mosquito Last Bit

And Blood Reaped Down

Onto the Field.

 

“This Insanity,”

The Lion Proclaimed

“Of Becoming a Meal,

To Something Like a Mosquito,

Changed How I Feel.

My Pride was an Attraction

To Something So Lame,

Pride Can Be Taken,

And to Them It’s a Game.”