The hyena

There was once a young hyena who lived in the plains.

Everyday he would get up and do his hunt without much pain

If there was one thing he knew

A single thing he mustn't do

It was mess with the lions

For the one who messes with the lions gets chased down

And pounced on

And eaten alive

And the young hyena knew he wanted to survive

So he never went near the lions

Some days the hyena would go empty

Although he didn't mind-

he had friends to share with pity.

He always felt bad taking from his kind

Like he was the weak one

And this had his mind torn.

If there was one thing his friends knew

It was a single thing they shouldn't do

It was mess with the lions

For the one who messes with the lions gets chased down

And pounced on

And eaten alive

And the hyenas friends knew they wanted to survive

So they never went near the lions

Through weeks and aboard months and under days

The young hyenas mind grew with craze

He wanted to be the best hunter

Not the one who got scraps and extra slumber

But each and every day they said to him

"You can't be a good hunter when you're that short and slim!"

The Hyena knew if he was short and couldn't run

It wouldn't be long before he'd stumble upon a lion

Who'd chase him down

And pounce on him

And eat him alive

And if there's one thing the hyena knows, it's that he wants to survive.

So he tried to avoid the lions.

The hyenas father had taught him long ago

To run each day and watch his muscles grow

But one had hunt had put the hyena out

And all he was left to do was doubt

He would ever be strong like his friends

Or hunt and bring food back for the dens

No female hyenas wanted a young Hyena with no game

So naturally they passed by him- all the same

Most of them didn't even know his name

So the hyena became lonely and one final night

He prayed to the moon that had just a sliver of light

I wish I could tell you what he said

But not an ear heard it- they were all in bed

So the next day the hyena walked through the camp

Al alone, his fur slightly damp

No one paid attention

Most had forgotten his position

The young hyena walked into the lions place

Where he knew he'd find the best food looking him in the face

What about the lions? You're beginning to say

They stared  as the young hyena walked their way.

The young Hyena walked right up to where he knew they'd see

And took a bite out of the forbidden food with a smile on his teeth

For there was only one thing he knew

One single thing he must do

He must mess with the lions

So they will chase him down

and pounce on him

And eat him alive

And if there's one thing the young hyena knew,

It's that he no longer cared to survive.