The Stalker

She selects her prey as the herd moves on

Her target unaware of his sudden popularity

His every movement is observed

She seeks his weakness, a single flaw

Just one mistake and she will be waiting

He is oblivious to the situation

She stalks him, watches as he moves along

Like a large jungle cat she's ready to pounce

She's got him in her sights

Suddenly he is aware of preying eyes

Should he look left or right?

Should he run or take the fight?

It's too late, she's on his tail

He's cornered, there's no escape