This is the Jungle

trees that spring vines which bring life to the jungle

mountains tower high scraping the sky 

and at the base of it all are caves to cower and hide 

trying to survive the night until the break of light

this is the jungle

evil beasts prey upon lonesome ones who stray

pick them off when they are away and too far gone for others to hear what they say 

luring them into corners and attack causing a fray

this is the jungle

no place for the fragile who are unable to handle 

the evil all around on the path they must travel

and the survival of the fittest during the slow steady battle

this is the jungle

under the sun all life is on the run

hurrying from place to place to get everything done

this is the jungle

the life of the jungle is unfair and near impossible to move up

where the only change is the size of the animal that grew up

no rabbit may run along the side of the tiger

for some animals are not meant to be fighters

each plays their own roles and responsibilities to bear

this is the jungle and the life here is unfair

we live in a jungle  

made of poles and lines that resemble trees and vines

buildings and base that mimic mountains and caves

criminals on the streets that take after the image of beasts

and people running around like the animals of the jungle grounds

the city is our jungle