Sitting in the forest
I was stalked by a bear
Who smelled a picnic on my back
And came to claim his share
Thought I could distract him
With goodies from my pack
But when I tried walk away
He moved in to attack
Gave him every morsel
But nothing was enough
His hunger was insatiable
A growl a snort a huff
Moving ever closer
With hunger in his eyes
I tried my best to play it cool
But fear has no disguise
I pulled my trusty rifle
And aimed it at his head
When I yelled he charged at me
Two shots and he was dead
I did not want to shoot him
He just ignored my voice
Although I gave him all I had
He still left me no choice
– Rondym Kiefe