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Life Is a Jungle

One person, you think may equal one mind 
but in each personality, there is much more to find.
Homo sapiens and the animal kingdom are separated in ways, 
but are connected secretly, in each soul there is a craze.
The craze of emotions that stampede through your spirit,
your natural being is calling, can’t you hear it?
In each person there is a balance of behavioral traits,
and unto each person some animals relate.
Some may take to the speed of a dragonfly, 
zipping through life with time floating by.
Others may proceed with the spirit of a sloth, plotting along,
as quick as molasses, one who acts prolonged.
Although some may compare to a sturdy draft horse,
trotting along steadily, always sure and acting readily. 
People’s tolerance presents a different view,
for some, patience is the key, but to this others haven’t a clue.
Patience is like a spider, spinning its web, thread by thread,
you become closer to the final goal, positive thoughts keep you ahead.
Others, like young animals, want to speed ahead of time,
stopping at nothing, but ending up in a bind.
However, if you learn well from your kind, whether amphibian or mammal, 
your level of patience could be the size of a hump on a camel. 
All have characteristics that can never be taken away, 
like a slug they will stick and stay. 
Some are wise, enigmatic at heart,
like panthers and leopards, for a start.
Lions stand for the brave and proud,
while the loyal dog kowtows to the crowd.  
We all experience different feelings throughout the day,
as we morph into different forms, in every way.
Sometimes we feel like a chameleon, blending into the crowd,
not wanting to be seen, feeling frightened and un-proud. 
Other times we seem to be a minnow in a sea of bass, 
how can you be unique, with an ordinary reputation as solid as brass?
Then there are moments of joy and bliss, 
like a soaring eagle you shall prey over this.  
Sometimes you may feel like a worm, wriggling blindly through life,
as you remain unfeeling to any emotion, joy or strife.
Each moment in this world, people are changing, 
their emotions forever rearranging.  
The untamable animal within their hearts, 
comes out and reflects their personality on each and everyone, like directed darts.
The question is “what animal shall you become?” every moment each day,
but the eternal instincts inside of you shall know the true way.

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