There’s a Lion
in His Heart

Inside the man,

There’s a passion,

There’s a trigger,

There’s a scorching hot ember,

It’s ready to kindle, burning in his heart.

It’s a restless tinder, waiting, urging to spark.

It’s a hounding wolf, with teeth like a shark.

It’s a snout muzzled,

Craving, thirsting, itching to bark.

It’s a howling flame,

Yearning to roar,

Unleashed & untamed.

The man’s heart is eager,

Eager to become a man.

Eager to have a mission, a purpose, & a plan.

Eager to build strength,

That he would know he is capable, & able.

That he has what it takes, to conquer what he can.

The man’s heart is longing,

Longing to know, he can lead & direct.

Longing to know, he can deter & deflect.

Longing to provide, be known, & protect,

To earn his own, & his wife’s respect.

The man’s heart is hungry,

Hungry to be dangerous,

Hungry to break free,

Hungry to be wild,

Like a pirate, roaming the seas.

The man’s heart is ready,

Ready to face trials,

He’s no longer a child,

He needs to bleed,

To earn his rite of passage,

To attain his father’s approval, & hear him accede,

“You, my son, are now a grown man.

You fought the fight, you showed courage.

Well done, my son, welcome to our clan.”

Inside the man,

There’s a deafening roar.

There’s a ferocious beast,

Scrapping, clawing at the cage,

 Dying to escape, & run free.

Open the gates,

Open the gates,

Let it race.

Let it gallop, leap, sprint, & chase.

Open the gates,

Open the gates,

Let him embrace,

His masculine ways.

Inside the man,

There’s a burning desire.

It’s eager,

It’s longing,

It’s hungry,

It’s ready to spark,

It’s time to awaken the beast,

There’s a lion in his heart.