Broken Food Chain Poem by Sonny Rainshine

Broken Food Chain



The ragged coyote gazes up at the orbiting hawk,
mesmerized, ravenous, impressed.

The golden-winged hawk gazes down at the pacing coyote,
as if into a crystal ball. She is brave, but she is weary.

If you were not my sustenance,
you might be my brother.
Circling, pacing,
waiting: prey upon prey.

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