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by Nneka Callwood 10 days ago in slam poetry

When a Lion Speaks

I’m going to sit with my quiet, and learn to accept it!

(I’m going to sit with my quiet, and learn to accept it!)

I will ignite my fire, and burn through temptation!

(I will ignite my fire and burn through temptation!)

My will is like iron, and no one shall shake me!

(My will is like iron, and one shall shake me!)

I dare you to move me!

(I dare you to move me!)

I dare you to move me!

(I dare you to move me!)

I will remain standing!

(I will remain standing!)

I am firmly planted!

(I am firmly planted!)

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My fruit is always plentiful, and my roots reach back before time.

I uphold courage in the face of fear.

Mountains bend to my will, and oceans part where I intend to cross.

Adversity has never been bold enough, to present itself to be in a challenge that I could not overcome; in a foe that I could not defeat.

Do not be fooled by my calm demeanor.

Do not be fooled by the softness, in which I speak.

Should you show yourself to me as a weed in my garden; you shall be plucked.

Should you show yourself to me as clutter in my home, or in my head; you shall be discarded, eradicated, eliminated,

Dismissed!

In other words, remove yourself from my premises.

You will learn to hold your tongue, and remain silent; in the face of a lion.

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