The Dead Lion Poem
The canned jungle-king song (Based on "The Lion Song" )
I hear lions roaring in the jungles of Africa
I see people dancing in their kraals in the jungles of Africa.
The lion is a symbol of power and freedom for Africa.
(Background sound: Distant drums and African dancing in the background of the roar of the king of the jungle)
…………… I hear the lions roaring ……………
I hear the lions roaring
in the jungles
of Africa.
I hear tourists singing while drums are beating the reserves in Africa.
I see poachers hiding where the lions are roaring in the jungles of Africa
I hear gun shots and no more roaring in the jungles of Africa.
They killed the symbol of power and freedom in the jungles of Africa. ……………………………..
I hear people are now mining where the lions were roaring jungles was in Africa.
I hear caged lions roaring in the can-farms in Africa.
Tourists go target shooting, while people go hungry in the cities of Africa.
The lions'-roar on the can-farms are silenced by gunshot!
There is no lion-king to kill in the jungles of Africa.
(Background sound: traffic noise, the hustle and bustle of city noise, - police sirens, gunshots and people screaming )
I hear no lions roaring ………………………………… except in the can-farms of Africa.
(Back ground sound: a lone baby crying)
A crying baby is a symbol for a generation born in a world without free roaming wildlife.
The jungle KING IS DEAD! Long live the can-farm king!
I hear gun-shots in the can-farms of Africa.
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This poem was first written by Ex Unitate Vires 15 May 2007, as the words of a song for anyone who wish to develop it. It was updated in the same month
Original post: (http://unitate.blogspot.com/)
I hear tourists singing while drums are beating the reserves in Africa.
I see poachers hiding where the lions are roaring in the jungles of Africa
I hear gun shots and no more roaring in the jungles of Africa.
They killed the symbol of power and freedom in the jungles of Africa. ……………………………..
(Background sound: laughter and jollification in the backdrop of jungle sounds.
Then a single far off gunshot …. Silence ……)
I think I heard far-off lions roaring ……………………. on a game farm in Africa!I hear people are now mining where the lions were roaring jungles was in Africa.
I hear caged lions roaring in the can-farms in Africa.
Tourists go target shooting, while people go hungry in the cities of Africa.
The lions'-roar on the can-farms are silenced by gunshot!
There is no lion-king to kill in the jungles of Africa.
(Background sound: traffic noise, the hustle and bustle of city noise, - police sirens, gunshots and people screaming )
I hear no lions roaring ………………………………… except in the can-farms of Africa.
(Back ground sound: a lone baby crying)
A crying baby is a symbol for a generation born in a world without free roaming wildlife.
The jungle KING IS DEAD! Long live the can-farm king!
I hear gun-shots in the can-farms of Africa.
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This poem was first written by Ex Unitate Vires 15 May 2007, as the words of a song for anyone who wish to develop it. It was updated in the same month
Original post: (http://unitate.blogspot.com/)
