The Black Cobra

The lustrous scales absorb the heat
Reflect the rays of Satan’s fire
To pacify its cold-blooded nature;
You would never look to it for comfort.
Slithering against the current of the wind,
Tackling every obstacle with fury,
Striking foreigners with fear and fascination - my gaze submits defeat nonetheless
For the scales of death are reminiscent of her exotic nature,
And the culture of her heritage that entails a story of its own.