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Stripes by Heart - Chapter 1 -
Andwele slept deep,
Snug in his cloak and hammock,
Until the sun rose.
He slumped off his bed,
His zebra hide loincloth slipped
On, 'round his strong waist.
A shy near eighteen,
Andwele grew strong, healthy,
Adapt in Africa.
His gentle blue eyes,
Shines bright like a daytime's moon,
Matched his short brown hair.
Strong arms and long legs,
Growing as a zebra took
Many runs and time...
He loved runs on plains;
In the lush jungles, he taught
Himself to swing vines.
He learned from Baba,
As she told him all the truths,
Dangers of their land.
"Some will stop at none
To find their own food, they are
The fiercest creatures."
"Predators," he thought,
"Why do they wish to eat us?"
She lowered her head...
Baba did not tell
About his real mother's death,
Since both are happy.
Andwele smells food...
Baba cooked their small breakfast:
Flame-cooked vegetables.
Baba peeped, "Oh my!"
"Today, my dear Andwele,
His time to earn stripes."
Andwele stepped out
Into the small kitchen room
Where he sees his m
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Literature
Haiku Story - Stripes by Heart - Prologue
Deep in green jungle,
A woman gives birth. A boy.
Healthy and alive.
The jungle's cold rains
Consumed the mother's sore lungs...
With her body sore...
Too weak to stand,
She wraps the babe with her cloth
And whispers to him,
"Hush, my little son,
I may not be with you, but...
You will shine and love...
She digs a small hole,
"I'll be with you; I love you..."
Her eyes close again...
The babe laid beside,
Wrapped warmly in a blanket,
Cries throughout the night...
The Savannah's stars
Glistened through the dark, cool night...
Trustful and calm friends...
Rustles through the trees...
A native rides through the vines
Heavy rains pour hard...
The native brushed on... Then,
He heard the baby's soft cries...
The spirits led him...
Blazing on his hooves...
The native is not man. Quite...
A mix of beast-man...
This man's a zebra...
Lean, strong, fast, a kind hybrid
Of zebra and man.
Upon his searching...
He found the cries' source: The boy.
With its cold mother...
Frowns placed on each sprite...
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