The Leopards Scream

Well I awoke this morning to the sound Of rain just a pouring down and the echo Of THE LEOPARD'S SCREAM and I hung My head in dread knowing today would be The end of many innocent lives, a bloodbath Few of us would survive the ambush of the Creature that thrives on our suffering... Even after all the tribal ceremonies of Sacrifice, we still live in fear, peeking through The gaping holes of my little straw hut And trying to keep her in sight, one thought Crosses my mind, Africa still belongs to the Wild, heather day or night... And as I lay on the cold wet ground, frightened And scared, THE LEOPARD'S SCREAM kept Echoing in my head like the pounding of ten Thousand drums, you think about running but You are as sure as dead if you run... THE LEOPARD'S SCREAM is the most spines Tingling thing to hear, even the birds fall from The sky from parlayed wings and your heart Stops dead cold with fear every time you hear Every time you hear... THE LEOPARD'S SCREAM!