The Hyena & the Goat
For Senator Natasha Akpoti-Uduaghan You call me predator— but tell me, little goat, did you not wander too close? Did you not dare to speak when silence was safer? The night has rules. The tall trees whisper them. The rivers murmur them. Even the wind—soft and knowing— hums the old wisdom: “When the hyena grins, the goat must bow.”…
