NEWS They came with guns and inhuman faces.
Invaded the jungle, shot my Lionesses,
killed my brothers
and like Kunta Kinte took me beaten into a cage
I thought they hated Forty Years of Slavery
But humans are Higher Animal too.
I miss my Jungle, my park, every time I roar.
Broken to feed on carcasses
I, king of the Jungle beaten to a slave
Beneath my mane of guilt I buried my head in shame
behind iron cages and stinking caves
I forced my powers down
Kept my strength reined, calm for the children to smile
I tried to Prison Break,
Imagined a glorious return t