Here’s a short original piece inspired by The Lion King , written in the style of a narrative poem or dramatic monologue. The Edge of Pride Rock
Out here, in the outlands of the mind, the line between coward and king unwinds. He could stay. Let the termites build their cathedrals in his hollow chest. Let the jackals pick the throne he left. lion the king movie
On the wet stone where a cub once stood, small paws trembling at the world below, now stands a king with ash dry in his blood, counting the ghosts he’s too tired to outgrow. Here’s a short original piece inspired by The
But the stars are not polite. They don’t look away. One by one, they light the path that Rafah’s stick once drew in clay: You are more than what broke you. You are more than what ran. You are the son of the sky, boy. Now stand up and be the man. Let the termites build their cathedrals in his hollow chest