While The Eland Gives Its Last Convulsions Poem by Gert Strydom

the male lion rushes on to it
and growling chases the females away,
as it grabs the carcass and drags it along

and the females and pubs lie docile
when he feeds on the carcass.
When the eland gives its last convulsions
the male lion rushes on to it

and there are hunting dogs barking with hunger
drawing some snarls and roars from the females,
while some hyenas make cunning plans,
and without being bothered the male lion eats curtly.