I’ve found a seat
Among the bees
That’s got me feeling happy.
Like waterfalls
On warm summer days,
It hit the spot just right.
There’re workers here
Minding their gardens,
Preparing for next season’s frost.
And all around
I see quite green,
A world of vegetation.
In it’s ripest hour,
My mind at ease
Amidst the Autumn breeze.
I, squinting from the sun,
And all around a gentle hum
For Autumn has finally come.
I have come from afar to find myself here
Stuck in the middle of a lions lair
I’ve grown mighty weary of the complacent man
Happy to crowd where they can’t get around
But I in my ways have escaped the tirade
Sent all the occult peddling their assault
Off to the gardens to fight with the gods
And I shall reside here, with cup and a pad
To write down my guises, as they spew forth tonight
Perhaps I shall soon then, get a call from afar
That then shall be fine, I shall heed as they call
For the lion that does not roar, is merely a cat