roar

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The lion. What lies beneath the lion in the wild?

Submitted: October 04, 2017

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Roar:

A swing of the vine,

A flow of leaves as the roar runs along the bank,

His eyes are flaming with rage,

As the deep growl emerges from the chest,

A heavy panting,

Whistling in the wind,

The jaws are bared,

Glistening at the flame that danced before him,

He never knew,

How dangerous,

How magnificent,

Paws and claws swiping,

Nobody knew how,

When, why, what or how,

'Cause there is a creature out there,

In a roar of doom,

Crystalling every dark pound against the ground,

In a rush,

A loud, malificent noise thundering across the jungle,

For the roar, lies awake.....

 

 


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