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Keyana Brown Mar 2016
I was a clueless human,
with no sense of direction.
scientists say they cure me,
so they can get rid of my infection;
They were wrong.

Once they injected me,
I was about to have a different sight.
There just something about me
that doesn't feel right.

Suddenly, I became black as the knight
The scientists are after me, so
either I'll run, or fight.

By the time I grow out my fangs,
you better run, or hide.
Because I get furious
when you look at me in the eye.

As I smell upon their fear,
evil scientist beware,
to my brown eyes
and my razor sharp claws,
I must save human society
before things go wrong.

Even though this transformation,
seems to be a mystery,
my goal is to interact with panthers
In order to save humanity.

I'm faster,
I'm stronger,
I'm wiser,
*I am the Panther.
I wrote this poem when I was a middle schooler. I was watching Batman and then I thought to myself what kind of superhero I can be, so I thought why not be a panther. Haha!
Anyway, wrote the poem while watching my show.
If you were superhero what would you be?
miss pie Nov 2014
30 years of this and that
tea with cream and sugah please

the dress has changed
the color soft, the
panther walk returns

butchered biscuits sweet jam too
cautious crouch she roams the room
sitting perched a chatty chair
his cage lair fare

framing faces firelight
white glove distance dynamite
sippin heated cognac tea
they just gotta believe

speechless curtains cooling flames
she's easing into her humanity

dust drawn ellipsis sputter crack
his arm he almost reaches out
his meteorific muse starlight shade

conceptual covers commence
subtle surprise he's sittin sidetracked
his design devised,  his
pipe dream purring panther
the warmth of a cracklin fire relaxes  any stranger

— The End —