Far across the river was a spotted deer
Her golden skin shone and the spots were crystal clear

Deep in her sparkling eyes
The glitter of rays enticed

Lost in the woods she seemed
Looking out for help, here and there she restlessly leaped

She was such a beauty, which one would have only dreamt
The fear and innocence was very much evident

Strolling across a pond in twilight
Looked as though the celestial torch had put her in limelight

Anticipating that she'd run into someone she knew
Walked into a thick jungle about which she had no clue

Suddenly facing her was the deadly beast
His message was clear - "Here is my feast"

With a glossy makeover, he beckoned her into his den
In an hours time she was all bones and skin

Felt that she was chastised
For her innocence and sanctity that naturally prevailed

Reminds me of a cynical adage
The innocents are the ones first to be gauged

The promise of tomorrow perish
Bitterness of the past continue to ravish

PS: The National Geagraphic showed it really well...