UNDERNEATH

The Sabbretooth grinds ice with its teeth
Not for dull enjoyment but sharp urgence.
Its eyes glitter as the teeth is sharpened
While the sun fades away in numb sense.

The smell of blood orchids haunt the air
And the dry trunks and bushes whisper.
The Sabbertooth approaches near herd
That is grazing branches without guard.

The merciless hunter grabs a wild stag
And pierces it with its two sharp teeth.
At once the swift stag is in deathly rag
But its eyes depict cruelty underneath.