King Kong

A legend is told along the sea ports, Of a lost island unknown to man, Concord by a monstrous beast. An uncharted prehistoric world, Not shown on any chart or map. It is a forbidden place of death, Accursed by the almighty himself, A dark garden of Eden. Protected by an unseen creature, Whom dwells hidden behind an Ancient wall of wood, thatch and tar. The natives scream in the night, the Name of their tormentor, King Kong, King Kong, Hear in the jungle, the drums beat, A tribal people, live in a primitive world, Within the realm of heightened terror. Primal smoke rises as a mist, A lone ship crosses the equators Fine thin line between realities And myth. Its curtain is pulled back, revealing An uncharted destination. Beauty's first glimpse into a darker Place, exposing nature's raw force of power And the wild's magnificence grace. Greed drives the men aboard, Seeking fortunes favor, by dollars And cents profit. But in bloods bottom line, what Worth is human life, in seductions Primeval arena, Does not this mistress of temptation, Slay the savage beast within desires, Eyes most forbidden. This damsel in hearts distress, climbs The tower of fates misled, To save the concord foe. But the fallen king, crashes to a mightier Kingdom below, and it is called civilization. Now she weeps beside his majesty’s broken Body, as death over comes this giants Will to live. And so a legend is given birth, and His name echo’s through a lost world, King Kong. BY: CHERYL ANNA DUNN