A CUB IN THE JUNGLE

by Kech Powers

November 13, 2017

Am the son of my father

so don't you give a dem

who can touch a cub

when he knows about a den

when the jungle roars

hope u watch your stand

a cub in the den, suffers no harm

all he sees is protection

daniel in the lions den

that's what Daniel had

whatever you do

know that i am fearless

you can't stop me

cause i am limitless.

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Kech PowersNov 13, 2017

<p>oh yes in the jungle i walk freely no fears thus, if you are a hunter, hmm watch your steps cause</p><p>when the lion roars, you'll be sorry for your self.</p>