I am in a sandy pit - round, encased by a metre-high barrier
 He moves around - the snake - but does not strike
 I have been there a while, through the night
 When the morning light comes, I leap over the barrier
 I am free.
 He could not touch me; there was little fear.
  
 I watch him crash through the barrier, going north
 He slithers and wriggles on the ground, eating dust
 Up ahead I see huge wild beasts on his right side
 I pray that they will not attack him
 For his bite is dangerous
  
 They hold back and let him go.
 He continues on his journey, fading into the distance.
 For now, we are safe.