PANTHER
A panther strolling through the park
Disguised as a woman of beauty
Yet her fate lay before her
From a concealed area
Her perpetrator launched
Wrestled her to the floor
Though she did not just lie there
She struggled with all her might
Her thoughts as dark as the sky
Sat upon her stomach
Fist clenched
It struck her jaw
Still with
fight in her
The panther awoke
Out came the claws
With a fling of her paw
Her nails caught some flesh
Blood was her reward
The villain now in pain
Anger grew to rage
Now he wants to kill
Open hand thrust forward
Grabbed the woman’s throat
Air became tight
Life in the panther fading
The claws retract
Paws fall limp by her side
Then was it a reflection
The moon in her eye
Or had the cat awoke once more
The power of the panther had faded
The alertness never died
Within her heart she was alive
Then her hand reached out
Into the stomach of her bag
Took hold of one last hope
With one last effort
Her hand rose to his face
Squeezed with all her heart
The chemicals poured out
Rained into his eyes
The devil was blind
His grip disappeared
As she clambered to her feet
Almost free
With a fleeting glance at her enemy
She began to run
The panther set for home
G.J.Smith