by Andy Betz

I am a Lion in Winter, but a Lion none-the-less.
I ruled all I could see, with a sleep that troubled me not.
I commanded the denizens of Earth so no man forgot.
My legions spread before me and knew me as their King.
My allies heeded my call.
&&&&&&My enemies feared my curse.
&&&&&&&&&My lovers heard me sing.
But I reigned long and grew content with my trove,
of former incandescence, a target for those who loathe.
The fire that once drove my passions,
&&&&and powered my actions,
&&&&&&&now dwells silently within.
Fear not my outward complacency,
but the ease my fire may rage again.
&&&&&Too long I remained silent.
&&&&&Too long I remained hidden from view.
&&&&&Too long I spectated the deeds of others.
&&&&&Too long I witnessed my strength imbue.
For a man is who he is. I speak to all I address.
I return with a fury born of courage.
I will cause my share of stress.
I will tear asunder my enemies.
Hear the magnitude of their duress.
I am a Lion in Winter, but a Lion none-the-less.
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Andy Betz

Andy Betz has tutored and taught in excess of 30 years. He lives in 1974, has been married for 27 years, and collects occupations (the current tally is 100). His works are found everywhere a search engine operates.

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