Venom

I’m stranded in the desert, Nowhere to run but through miles and miles of hot sand, Nowhere to hide, Yet I still look for shelter. The hot sun beats on my back, I feel myself burning, And as soon as I take one more step, I feel something under my burnt foot. A violent hiss, As if water touches a scalding pan, I look down, And I’m greeted with a coiled up serpent. A shade of brown like that of dark chocolate, Diamonds line its back, Each one different from the last, With two gleaming fangs. I run for the hills, Faster than I’ve ever run before, I run and run and run, And I finally escape the threat. I bend down to catch my breath, And I see the sand move under my feet, A scorpion crawls out, And 4 more follow. They’re trying to sting me, So I start running again, The sun starts to set, And I escape yet again. As I lay my bruised and sore body down, I hear a sound in the distance, An owl sings a loud song, And I know that I’m safe.