Walking through my streets which was Surrounded by trees and fruits in abundance .. I have everything Yet a life of unsatisfaction.. Walking with a thirsty throat like a beggar I walked thinking of my own desires .. I wanted a man.. like me  A man with fur and masculinity ..but in poetic justice there is no department for two men to have a family .. I feel like I will die through those desires that my life can never contain .. I just kept walking around looking for a partner to think like me .. story of king of jungle