King of Serpents

King of the Serpents

The dark eyes shine
like a full moon
shinning on
a dark scary night
the faint yellowish
bands, the majestic hood
the faint color of venom
the camouflage
against the Natural Selection
against the prey,
against the predication
a fluent motion
a serpentine motion
with a peculiar hiss
of the survivor of the
fittest
the fittest of them all
hail
all hail the King of Serpents!