Ambush: A Poem of the Land’s Hidden Peril

The land is a giant whale that swallows sinkers whole. It aborts every fishing dream and sends empty boats home at dusk. The land is a sabre-toothed tiger that roars in the glade. Infants tremble at its cry and veterans taste hardship by nightfall. The land is a giant hawk, circling disaster without pause. It waits in ambush for those who stray from empty paths toward a shore of possibilities.

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