Hunters

I am a man I am a lion We are hunters Feet from me the perfect meal,a lion Feet from me the perfect meal,a man Sharpening my arrow heads Sharpening my claws I am ready for the hunt Bending my knees down low Crouching down to pounce on my African foe I fired my arrow I leaped into action unleashing my claws A scratch on my back a spear in my side Will i lose or will I win Pulling out my backup spear roaring my mighty roar I will survive Stabbing scratching I am losing I am winning I need some help I need to take the chance Fear Pride Fighting till my last breath I made a mistake This was the right choice Now i will die Now i will live I was a hunter who was made a meal I am a hunter who caught some prey