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The Bear, The Lion And The Eagle – David John Newman

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  • in Australia · Poem
  • — 13 Feb, 2015 at 9:00 am

The Bear, The Lion And The Eagle

David John Newman

Jacobs Well, Queensland

Australia

 

The Bear has been forced into hibernation,
and the roaring Lion has lost its nations.
It’s said that the Eagle had a teardrop in its eye,
when the great bird fell out of the sky.
It was total devastation,
to all the greatest nations.
When their arguments led to war,
they made sure that they’d argue no more.

The Bear is quiet now as it shakes its head in wonder.
Feeling dazed and bleeding, it sets down amongst the rubble,
but it shan’t set long, for when confusion turns into rage,
the Bear shall once more thunder.
A wounded Bear shall rise again, like a demon from the rubble.
It shall rebuild its lost world upon the very ashes of the dead.
Arising like the Phoenix, it will group its strength again.
We shall see a mighty Bear, a super Bear, with a fire burning deep within its head,
a raging fury with claws of lightning, seeking blood to quench its flame.

The Lion ever seeks for its fallen family of ten,
for it must regroup to survive, as it cannot hunt alone.
Off it sets to find its voice, for a mute Lion cannot roar and so cannot lead its nations.
And when the Lion roars again, shall we be here, or shall we be gone?
We find that we have such strength and yet we are so few.
Here we stand, like Wizards and Warlords, in some forgotten land,
fighting among ourselves, as young Lions, we battle tooth and claw and split our land in two.
So, when the Lion finds us, be that we survive, then shall we be ready to follow its command?

The Eagle spreads its wings to try and fly upon the sky,
but the winds do not lift the great bird to its home of long ago.
The Eagle looks down upon its blunt and bleeding talons, then it lets out a piercing cry.
‘We shall again reach out and touch the sky, then to war we once more go.
This time, the Eagle shall not fall out from the sky to walk upon the land.’
‘This time,’ the Eagle vows, ‘we shall win, or we shall die in splendid flight.’
‘Never again to talk of equal nations, for to live, then we must be in the place of command,
and never again shall we allow ourselves to be reduced to such a sorry plight.’

Bio: David wrote this piece to show the futility of the war mindset. Whoever wins, whoever loses, it is never over. Always, someone, somewhere is making plans for more.

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12 Comments

  1. Ruth says:
    February 13, 2015 at 1:15 pm

    There you go making me feel inferior again. How true – and sad. A great job, David.

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    • djnewman says:
      February 13, 2015 at 4:03 pm

      The constant threats of war leave me feeling inferiorated, infuriated and sometimes carstorated, with the only weapon left against it being words. Thank you for your comment Ruth

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  2. JudyJIliffe says:
    February 13, 2015 at 2:18 pm

    Very provocative David

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    • djnewman says:
      February 13, 2015 at 4:04 pm

      Thank you Judy.

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  3. JHMancy says:
    February 13, 2015 at 5:25 pm

    Sobering. Well written David… Sad indeed.

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  4. djnewman says:
    February 13, 2015 at 6:20 pm

    Thank you for the ‘Well written’ JHMancy. Sorry about the sad.

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  5. Arturo says:
    February 14, 2015 at 1:45 am

    Powerful stuff David. There is a self-destruct element in human beings. As the BeeGees once sang ‘It’s only words and words are all I have to take your heart away.’ James.

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  6. djnewman says:
    February 14, 2015 at 9:51 am

    There are so many voices for peace throughout the world. Sadly, the fanatics seem to be deafened by their own thoughts.

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  7. robalone says:
    February 24, 2015 at 9:29 am

    All too true, David and the fanatics seem to be gaining ground because the ‘inferiorated’ and ‘castorated’ are too few in number and too ‘afeared’ of speech. Thank you for another wonderfully thought out and beautifully worded poetic commentary.
    I admit to being a *little* jealous of your talent. 🙂

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  8. djnewman says:
    February 24, 2015 at 5:04 pm

    Thank you Robalone, not completely powerless, it can just feel that way at times.

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  9. ben says:
    February 25, 2015 at 5:41 pm

    Well put David look forward to reading more.

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  10. djnewman says:
    February 27, 2015 at 7:06 pm

    Thank you Ben, I look forward to writing more.

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