Ruth warren - The Predator

As a deadly Snake that's poised,
to strike at any time;
it watches my every movement,
for a chance to poison my mind.

Lurking about as a Spider,
spinning webs of lies and deciept;
spun from a suspicious heart,
it silently waits for me.

It's tail is that of a Scorpion,
for the sting is painful and sharp;
it hides itself as a coward,
to pierce my self-exposed heart.

Prowling around as a Lion,
to mangle my joy and pride;
it stalks me wherever I go,
with the fury it harbors inside.

The Wolf waits for the gentle lamb,
cunningly biding it's time;
until the lamb is caught off guard,
then the Wolf howls, 'She's all mine'.

Ruth warren

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