time and time again i hear the roars of lions
the beat of the war drums moving fast inside my chest
the rebellious young lioness has not returned from the hunt
no valiant bird of her whereabouts has arrived
The heard is growing restless
The king of the jungle wishes to exile her
his partner refuses his acts against her beloved lost child
Claws are drawn
at eachothers throats
scared, angry, confused.
as the herd joins in to try and quiet the quarrel
things die down
things go silent
the day has gone bad
as it often does 
when the rebellious young lioness forgets
the herd does not forget her
when she does not return from the hunt
they are merely left without food
left with worrie
yet she remains to do this to us
Time and time again.