The Lion King

What sentimental value in a film so childlike
The colors, the flamboyant, noisy, colors
Though not properly shown on the aging TV,
It still carry’s such memory
The family that I watched it with,
My blood, my kindred, my tribe,
All know the name of Simba
and name of his pride,
The first movie I watched,
One that is prismatic,
Reminiscent of the good times,
One with freedom,
One that is The Lion King