The Awakening (A tribute to Cecil the lion)
A noble soul departs this world,
Its spirit free, with wings unfurled.
Soars up on high to heaven above,
There bathed in joy and endless love.
And from that place, the scene below
Of blood and severed head on show,
Makes Angels weep and turn away
`Til all is judged on Judgement Day.
What sickened mind, for recreation
Delights in slaying God`s creation?
And kills not for defense or food
But to satisfy a selfish mood.
His fake regrets with measured guile,
As inauthentic as his smile.
The Universal Law called Karma
Now sets its sights on Walter Palmer.
And so the hunter becomes the prey,
His hateful arrows gone astray.
His ego pierced, a wretched disgrace,
He made the world a darker place
Such heartless people fail to see,
That life is precious to you and me.
And he who takes our lives away
Shall have a heavy price to pay.
Your passing Cecil was not in vain,
The World unites in grief and pain.
You`ve woken up the Human Race,
You`ve held a mirror to our face.
So Death should hold no fear for thee.
To Heaven`s door you have the key.
No fear, no pain, reborn anew.
Farewell dear Cecil – may God bless you.