Lost in Deep Threatening Jungle.
We have lost our way Sad to say so Belgian funded expedition Struggling through dense Congo jungle With intent to reach the Atlantic shores. Large mammal presence Is said to be thriving there And content. Even playful. We bring with us Biologists, photographers Meteorologists and trackers. To take account. And to watch out for each other. But the jungles have turned us in circles Our compasses baffled. The skies hidden. Our skin ravaged by insects Our sleep tormented by screams Of the hunt, night birds. Also haunted by the prospect of Slithering, constricting visitors. One kill and they can Sleep for months. With all the progress leading Up to this late summer of 1894 One might think that We would manage Better than this. The Geographical Society command better. Hhhmmm. Bring on some sleep. Please. Three native bearers keep watch. Stout hearted chaps.