Pitch black, quiet…nothing moves, it’s silent.
Darkness covers the Sky as I tread defiant.
I once was beloved, now I am so hated.
At one time victorious, now so defeated.
Loneliness fills all of my mind with agony.
Still as a stagnant River frozen by apathy.
Around many, yet distant from all.
None to feel my pain, hear my call.
Looking for closeness with anyone.
What a test for me, to be so alone.
Oftentimes, I feel dead, yearning for the free-flow of Life.
No worries about foes or dangers, not even fears of strife.
Alas, the irony is that there’s a morbid comfort in Obscurity.
It sometimes protects us from self-torture & offers security.
As I swiftly sprint, through my Jungle-Domain, all pause, as though they’re on my Hit-List.
They are in awe of my strength, my Colorful-Coat, my Sharp-Claws, my Paws, Mighty-Fists.
I’m the only one of my Kind, I am the King of the Amazon.
All I have to do is roar and everyone in the Jungle is gone.
But, it’s so lonely, at the Top; it’s like I have no one to share my Beautiful-World with.
It’s like I’m without Family or Friends…it feels like I am always alone: no Kin, & no Kith.
I love to be around Others, to play, not just to hunt and kill.
I just wanna know how it feels to be Part of something Real.
When I am present, Others are deathly afraid.
I’m just anxious to get along, to have it made.
I wish simply to live, and enjoy the Good-Life, with every Jungle-Neighbor.
I want them to know that me being a Jaguar doesn’t define my Behavior.
What I pursue is more than just a Fresh-Kill: I pursue Community.
I desire to be one with my entire Environment: I only seek Unity.
I search for Love & Understanding.
Honestly, is this too demanding?