Teeth Agape

I will sharpen my claws Bare my teeth I bare my teeth One saliva string One tongue Cannot speak of the Fight that comes from survival It's from survival Touch my children And my teeth welcome your windpipe Touch my children And my teeth welcome your windpipe Utter the name And be crushed by leg Grown strong from Holding up weight By thigh that carries Rocks and urgent gait I will hunch my shoulders and wait Claws sharpened Teeth agape Claws sharpened Teeth agape