I must tell
Once what my eye beheld
In a census survey engaged
In a forsaken land
By a riverside, infested
By crocodiles scary,
Some basking ashore
With up turned belly,
Others with grotto
Like mouth
Wide opened
To have their
Saw like teeth
By chicks odd
Clean picked,
In the river silvery
Jewels sprinkled.
Suddenly I saw a python
A long solid mass yet that spurt
From a tree ambuscade
Than a kingfisher fast
Taking off, plunging
Into the river
Head-first aslant
Coiling and clove hitching
On a crocodile, swimming aloft
Having its fill of milt!
The crocodile in vain
Itself to extricate
With might and main
Back it fought,
Jumping and
Making somersault
Rather spurring the python
To further hold tight.
A predator crocodile
A prey turned yet,
And it served the python
A breakfast,
Appetite that whet.
The python leisurely swallowed
The pulverized crocodile
Something untoward
In the least that expected.
The drama in
The boon-docks that enacted
In my mind
To these days remains seared.
The presence of a start or fright
Even predators that haunt
”Preyed I might' is what I learnt!
