In the cloak of the night
night....so barbarous and still
still many eyes presume to lurk
lurk for the tumultuous squeal.

Such a cry of vulnerability
vulnerability of lonely weakness
weakness....lures unjust evil
evil within a woeful bleakness.

Deep from the African bush
bush that conceals a enemy
enemy bearing a crucial task
task to invade the vicinity.

The smell of blood entices
entices the senses of hunters
hunters after a marred victim
victim freed by rams and bunters.

From one side to another
another enemy attacks hard
hard to escape such an attack
attack of a overwhelming bombard.

Action packed view from afar
afar from finely tuned sight
sight of a harsh...epic struggle
struggle of prey in a losing fight.

Time passes and the fight proceeds
proceeds to take upon a big turn
turn of some unexpected events
events the enemy has yet to learn
learn of the victim's inner strength
strength to overcome the worst
worst case scenario in the midst
midst of ****** wounds at burst.

As the distant view closes in
in what shows as such a mess
mess which contains a lioness
lioness in a battle of distress.

Her attackers are now revealed
revealed to be a clan of hyena's
hyena's that are hunger-crazed
crazed in Serengetti's hyped arena.

They nip and pick at her
her will only grows stronger
stronger than she's ever witnessed
witnessed her stamina bears longer
longer than her many foes
foes she begin to bring down
down one by one they fall
fall to her paws upon the ground.

She has awakened her power
power to ignore her injuries
injuries now are within the clan
clan of her relentless enemies.

More and more fall to her might
might the hyena's perish together
together they couldn't destroy her
her determination ignites as better
better than any has ever seen
seen the remaining hyena's run off
off, afraid, disappearing in the night.

Night soon turns to scorching day
day as she walks proud, but weak
weak among her lonesome to die
die within a bush she longs to seek
seek to lay in her comforting spot
spot to remedy her depleted life
life of a soul of entangled obstacles
obstacles of riddled....daily strife.

Now in peace she ascends up
up into her seraphic; feline humble
humble among her powerful kind
kind...she is...queen of the jungle.

©Michael P. Smith