Through the Lion's eye

As I pass through the suburb

I try to make my way short

With my eyes bright and superb

Shining over the map I brought

 

Down steep in the valley

The villagers call

Upon god, their alley,

Angels and more

 

The moon seems to glitter

Like gold in the sky

The tongue taste bitter

As the mouth goes dry

 

Up in the hills

The lions roar

I speed up my wheels

To save my soul

 

A city ahead my eyes pursue

Of gold, diamonds and all treasure

But their seem to be no way through

Though my heart bounces to it with pleasure

 

The sun goes to bed

But the light seem to divorce

That makes me still see the city ahead

And the wind going forward pushes me with force

 

Finally I find my way

Through a mine of the great ion

But my mouth opens with no word to say

Upon looking at the eye of a lion

 

 

But I don’t blame my eyes

For it looked like gold for real

And I can’t do otherwise

Just let it have me for its meal.

 

Author's Note

Theme: Bad things seem to be good when you are going towards them. But once you get involved in them they hurt you. Take care!