The Predator

Mon, 10/05/2020 - 16:32 -- rk93

The predator 


Upon the earth this animal breathes  

And walks silently with the breeze 

His claws razor sharp likes his fang 

To strike any creature with a bang 

With eyes so dark and mysterious  

It slips between the trees looking so furious  

He darts from out of the bushes 

Upon an animal he then rushes 

Into the night he feeds upon his prey 

And when he is satisfied, he sleeps during day 

A beautiful dark mysterious creature 

That god intended to be with nature 

To admire such a strong powerful ”Panther”  

One can't imagine any other grander





This poem is about: 
Our world


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