The Leopard’s Scream

Well I awoke this morning to the sound

Of rain just a pouring down and the echo

Of THE LEOPARD'S SCREAM and I hung

My head in dread knowing today would be

The end of many innocent lives, a bloodbath

Few of us would survive the ambush of the

Creature that thrives on our suffering...

Even after all the tribal ceremonies of

Sacrifice, we still live in fear, peeking through

The gaping holes of my little straw hut

And trying to keep her in sight, one thought

Crosses my mind, Africa still belongs to the

Wild, heather day or night...

And as I lay on the cold wet ground, frightened

And scared, THE LEOPARD'S SCREAM kept

Echoing in my head like the pounding of ten

Thousand drums, you think about running but

You are as sure as dead if you run...

THE LEOPARD'S SCREAM is the most spines

Tingling thing to hear, even the birds fall from

The sky from parlayed wings and your heart

Stops dead cold with fear every time you hear

Every time you hear...

THE LEOPARD'S SCREAM!