LION

crouching down within these fields

shapening my claws blades of steel,

teeth of razors pointed and sharp

eyes of lazors to hunt in the dark,



pin point my prey no matter how far,

waiting to strike rip you apart,

down i crouch to the ground creeping stealthly

not making a sound,



back paws haunched ready to strike

my heart it pounds faster than light,

blood it rushes through my veins

eyes fixed back on you again,



launch my self forward my body carries through

twigs and grass the mornig dew,

leaps and bounds im on my kill

mouth round your throat i eat at will,



the hunter the lion

king of the beasts

flesh and bones

your innards i feast.