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Friday, January 11, 2013
KAMUNYAK (THE BLESSED ONE)
Hers was a big heart
So big it defied laws
Of the jungle
So big predator instincts
Didn't stand a chance.
She defied her very kind
Stood by what
Was naturally unnatural
Starved while her supposed prey
Played along with her tail.
Her memory thrives within me
The tender touches
The comforting cuddles
The unwavering generosity
The endless affection..........
Her story made news
Hollywood came knocking
Theatres bust with crowds
Word went out like bush fire
History books were written:
About a weird creature
About an unnatural motherhood
About defiance towards laws of nature
About dumping of predatory culture
About the number of tourists
About foreign exchange earned
But none
About the LOVE so rare
That an oryx found inside a lair.
Kamunyak (meaning "Blessed one") was a lioness who had adopted six oryx calves in the Samburu National Reserve, Kenya.
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