The Lion Cub

By Ballaleshwar Tela

He did not die!

He did not die!

You are mistaken;

If you think he did…

In fact, he is the one who lives

In the spirit of the truth

In the spirit of the freedom

In the spirit of the sacrifice

And in the spirit of choice

The choice between truth and slave-hood

He chose truth…freedom!

He roared in the darkest hours of nights

He roared in the brightest of days

He filled enemies with fright

They sought ways—

To escape his wrath.

For he lived what he truly was, the lion cub.

He was lion cub, he was LION!

And lion fear not wild

And of his mortal—

He was never born and will not be dead

For he was king of the hearts

Of him “God like”— people said.

Certainly, he is the zenith of bravehood

and fearlessness

An example to live up to;

Should you seek the best.

By Ballaleshwar Tela