Poems

Queen of the animals

The lioness strikes her cub once more

Because it is necessary

He rises and walks on

She lays her body to rest and watches

Then she playfully engages him unexpectedly

Without hesitation, she uses her weight

and bares her teeth in laughter

They all come from her womb

Stand tall now, visibly flexes her muscles

Stand tall now, she sees everything

and does not release any fiber of what she loves

Lioness, queen of the animals

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