Many animals live in the jungle
With varied sounds
Sounds counter annoying
But what can they do
When each has its place therein?
II
Lions roar but hate the hooting of owls
Owls hoot but fear the roars of lions
Varied birds chirp
Surprisingly, they internalize their hatred
Some complaining pitches high
Some accusing bass tunes in scares
But what can one do
When the jungle is but one?
IV
Pigs love their dirt
Peacocks love their neatness in pride
Snakes roam on stomachs
Guinea fowls hop on two legs
Thanking their maker in shrill tones
For added wings
Antelopes hop on four legs
Monkeys love their trees
Bats sleep hanging on their legs
As elephants love their water and mud
All have but a jungle
Who ejects who without strength
Or need to feed?
IV
Frogs hide to croak
Lizards nod on stages of eyes
Sheep love their grass
Hyenas love their meat
Monkeys love their fruits
Rats and rabbits love their holes
Warthogs love to explore
Whereas elephants shake their grounds
To warn their enemies
Snakes soundlessly creep onto theirs
As bees give chase in vengeance
Ants wisely feed and gather for their future
Vultures feed to empty thinking today ends all feeding
Still, one jungle
Varied creatures
Loving or hating
Share they must!
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) September 30, 2016
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