in my eyes
my heart pounding from in my chest
in the distance
the tribal rhythms
keep time to the chase
the wild boar
sus salvanius
I fear for my life
the birds - the mean looking ones
know where I'll be
except for the incessant drums
the jungle stays silent
the footfalls closing in
I fear my life
the monkeys with no name
gather bananas for the feast
the fetish priest cries
© 1987 young monkey