The Honey Barger Poem by Tor Magnor Solvang

The honey badger, small and stout,
No fear resides within, no doubt.

Its skin is thick, a sturdy shield,
Against sharp teeth, a battlefield.

Claws like blades, a digging force,
Jaws that crush, change nature's course.

Venom's sting, it barely feels,
A gift that nature then reveals.

A cobra's bite, a lion's roar,
They stand their ground, and ask for more.

No cowering back, no trembling knees,
Just forward charge, amongst the trees.

Perhaps their fear, is less than ours,
To face the world, with all its powers.

So strong and brave, a fearless soul,
To find their place, and reach their goal.
A life well-lived, on nature's stage,
The honey badger, turns a new page.

T.M.Solvang