Why Did You Create Me?

Lion:
Where are we in your eternity plan, do I get a golden cave?
This smoke is not without fire
I was made to pray and prey
I live to be feared, when I need to be loved
My name a scare, my presence a nightmare
You made me a lion, not someone to be lied on
I roar, man and animal scream
My terror was never made in error
Why am I a cautionary tale for Cubs?
My strength leaves no room for mercy
I spot, I sport. My chill is kill
We need to talk about Samson and Daniel, they made my ancestors weak.

Vera

God:
I know you, and I know you not
You spit fire but my words are soft
Pray to me and you prey on my people
I bless you with skill, but you curse
I asked that you be a servant, but you want to Lord it on my children
I made you a lion, but not of the tribe of Judah
You are my nostril
I created you only to sniff
You are my eyes, that I may see through you
The wonders of my creations
You are the combination of all the animals ever named
Gentle and strong
Lazy and powerful, slow and fast
I created you, that I may see my strength in you.

Bose