Beasts are running wild.

In the dark, hiding 

their sharp, pointy teeth, 

Disguised in smiles 

They roar.

They are out there, 

All around, everywhere.

They are hungry 

and always hunting. 

They are dangerous, 

mischeavous, 

sneaky.

Merciless, they will act behind your back

But they will also attack on daylight

If they can, they will expose your guts

crush your bones

Slice open your very flesh

They are beasts, they feed on carnage.

They are cruel, they are selfish, they have no scrupples.

They can even pose as puppies, but make no mistake, they are not

Its just a matter of time before the beasts show their claws,

Push you from the edge, betray your trust.
Meanwhile, in the real jungle,

Animals are living in organic harmony

Despite hierarchies, strengths and territories

They are aware of their place and role in nature

They understand their instincts and rules of survival 

They carry on, finding balance between need and will

They respect the ecosystem, themselves and other species.
BEWARE: Humans are difficult to be [trusted].
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(Painting SOLD to private collection.)