I once knew a lion, trampled, laughed at, and more
It was good for this king that nobody kept score
The one-eyed cat limped and was covered in scars
Yet the life in him strong, and bright like the stars
So one day I asked, for I’d not understood
The way he’d been treated was simply not good
He just rolled on his back and laughed in the sun
“Yeah? You think that I care? At night they still run
You see, nobody wins, so rigged is our game
And yet if you don’t it is you who’s to blame
But it’s all in your mind, it is something you choose
If you cannot be beat, my friend, you can’t lose!”