The Jungle: West African Lion

In the depths of the Savannah
Where Nature prowls
Strays a solitary beast-
The King of the jungle

Deep growls rent the night
From one end of the world
To another it spreads
Striking horror to hearts
And to those who dare
To wander the unsafe night

The crickets quiz
But they are safe
Yet the night is unsafe
The struggle in the bush
Paw marks, hooves
And the blood stains
Happily smearing the grasses
And the brown earth
Tells it all
In the mild morning…

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