The Lion’s Share

The Lion’s Share

The unbalanced Triumvrate hunts for profit
Power in his grasp, he aches to feed an insatiable thirst.
In legends ancient, a more cynical prophet
Proclaims that the quarry will bring ruin.
The triangle closes in, the victim is heard to pray
But the trio plans tighten the net to secure.
Escape is futile, the stranglehold marks the prey
And no way out presents the victim a fatal blow.
The leader of the pack emerges, he divides up the piece.
And animals are not all equal, so he takes out the most.
Only equal shares will return the hunters some peace
But the strength of the protagonist outstrips them all.
And in the melee, the weak take a pause
Allowing the dominant to discard one sleeping partner.
Quaking and quivering under the animal’s paws,
Survival kicks in and he offers up more.
In business and life, there will be the one main
Beware if they eye up the spoils and shares.
You may not be bowed by the Lion’s mane
But beware - partnership with the mighty is never trustworthy.



Linda Prince