The Jaguar And The Poachers

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Black as night,
eyes are a golden gem.
Seeking with his nose,
a meal for the evening I suppose.

Be gentle,
and watch him crawl.
Slick movements,
he stays low on his paws.


Hear the bird’s wings flutter,
through green leaves on high trees
the branches above us.


The prey is still with him,
and the afraid prays​ for wisdom.
A quick wit,
for them to equip​ their kinsmen.

An escape from their death prison.
But they can’t escape,
The Jungle is his,
and everything in it.

today is the day he forgives them.
today is the day they escape from his prison.

The Jungle Book

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