PROU

The antelope leaps

O'er the tall blades of grass

A young warrior crouches

Onto the dark red earth

Ready to pounce on his prey

Watching its every movement

Putting his gaze on the fresh meat

Smiling widely and starts chanting

Ever so grateful for the hunt

& for his ancestors plentiful blessings

A small twig snaps beneath his foot

Soon the chase begins

He jumps up ready for it

Taking a deep breath

His food tries to head toward the river

But the current is too strong

The young lad reaches for his bow

In finesse he shoots the golden arrow

With a gentle thud the antelope falls

Onto the dark red earth

The young warrior ululates

He kneels down as tears stream down his face

Placing his hand over the animal's eyes

He says a quick prayer for the good hunt

Then using the back of his hand

Dries his tears

#PROU (c) 24th February, 2022. Thorsday