Tiger Action In Loops - Catching a TALE, a poem by NIM at Spillwords.com

Tiger Action In Loops – Catching a TALE

Tiger Action In Loops – Catching a TALE

written by: NIM

 

We have this belief of a king with a mane
said in the jungle but more like a plane
The lion of legend, the lion of myth
The lion in His Pride, is almost useless

Does the least amount of work
of all those hungry mouths
but he eats all his share first
While cubs they cry out loud

This lion He is lazy
this lion He’s not great
The young male just wants
his Father’s seat to take

Tigers on the other hand
as lonely as can be
do everything they must
with ragged dignity

Seven in the hand
But seven came from one
with simple addition you’ll see
that eight becomes the sum

So now this eight we know
two circles stacked atop
pushed over on its side
lends to these loops of thought.

but these thoughts they are just waves
from somewhere in the ether
in order to make stuff
we have to split us further

each eight becomes eleven
from the original seven
two infinites we have
can make this grid our “heaven”

but eighty eight is not complete
if 100 is the percent we seek
the twelve remaining do become
the muses we know from the whole of the sum

The ideas will flow from the wellspring of knowledge
wisdom gained without the cost of going to college
just close your eyes, you pieces of eight
empty your minds and meditate

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