The Grizzly Bear

There you lie, Lounging in your Dark and ominous Cave, surrounded by Various clothes. You are a grizzly Bear, hibernating With no care whatsoever. No one tells you what To do; you are the King of the forest. You are big and Mighty, but rather Lazy when it comes Time to catch a Nap. You run On your own Schedule, doing What you want. But, when it Comes time for Hunting, when you Have that urge; that Piercing hunger; you Are a terrible beast. You hunker around Eying up everything. You scavenge for food As if you have come Out of a six month Fast. You take No prisoner, everything Is fair game. You tackle animals With ease, catch Fish like pebbles, And eat berries Like candy. Your stomach has Absolutely no limit. And when the day Is done. When there Is nothing left in Sight, you lumber Back to your cave; Your humble abode; Your comfort zone Away from it all. You lie back down, In the depths of Your cave, and doze Off, dreaming sweet Dreams. As I see You, I feel envious Of your life as a Big, bad grizzly bear; My younger brother.