The sheep in me is scared of the den

This is about someone who found himself within group of people he knew he shouldn't be associating with but because of the goodies he is deriving from them, he found it difficult to leave their midst

I am huge with the body of a lion, yet I am a sheep,
The den isn't my Zion, yet the sheep come to me only in my sleep,
My ration of the catch tastes sweet, yet from my grip the biggest ones slip,
When what I need is a jet, yet I got entangled in a slow moving ship.

I dream of a play with the sheep but the shepherd looks to me scary,
My long stay in the den made me believe that the other lions are no longer caring,
But the sweets in the den are now too tasteful for me not to want to be part of the sharing,
But all I could see around me are lions that are no longer cheering.

The bigger my canines become the more my carnivorous appetite diminish,
My rumen is now depleted of energies needing the coming days to replenish,
Soon my foolishness will totally leave my stomach to punish,
But it is better for the lion in me to die for the sheep in me to be without a blemish.

That day will surely come when no roars will scare my mind,
Then my joy will come under the protections of the shepherd that's always kind,
I am just praying that peace of mind will be there for me to find,
But all I need do now is to have a lot of patience for the grace of God to bind.

© 2024 Maclawrence Famuyiwa

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Betty Hermelee

This is a very poignant poem with a message….. and great metaphors as well…you make the lion and the sheep come to life as humans….who experience problems with acceptance, and is problematic….. rejection reins in this piece……one would think that being big physically is a good thing…. Power….. but the the lion loses and the sheep wins in terms of approval….and the lion’s appetite cannot be curtailed… which affects the amount of food he consumes….this lion only wants to be under the protection of a shepherd, and relinquish the den where he has resided….patience is hope….
Warmly, B🌷