Lion`s Share

<br>All he sees are death masked stars<br>The lion`s world is cold and sharp<br>All he wants is much too far<br>So he stalks thw roads of token cars-<br>He snarls at winds that mean no harm<br>And takes the thorns in perfect form<br>A broken ideal rides inside the torture<br>lion`s denim hide<br>I want the lion`s share<br>Gather up the broeken chairs<br>Feed my mind unholy tests<br>Do me in I need to rest<br>He sleep swhen nothing`s in the air<br>Eats the scraps of some that care<br>He strains the right to overbear<br>Secrest hidden in the liar-<br>Pauses long enough to dream<br>Nightmares push the glowing scream<br>His shadowed eyes show the toll<br>Something only lions know