When Day Fades into Night
05/28/2019


When day fades into night,
there's a certain transformation.
In creatures of all size,
To hunt and for relaxation

Cats of the savannah
With stealth in their stride
Wild dogs and hyenas
Following the pride

Eyeing the fields, are
Foxes and hounds
For a better view
Meerkats on the mound

The night urges get strong
In groups we conspire
For the satisfaction of this
Our primal, desires

Ignited by the genes,
Becoming victim of the senses
Transformation being complete,
Losing all the defenses

Female gender being cats
Males you can guess
Both being hunted, in the
Dangerous game of live chess