Hawk And Hunter - Poem by Eugene Levich
The graceful swooping hawk,
Takes a struggling rabbit in its claw,
Then tears it apart with beaked jaw.
You didn’t like what you just saw...
That terrified creature in Hawk’s red maw?
You think the hunter is a redneck lout,
Shooting a deer and dragging it out,
But DEATH is what nature is all about.
We all live off living things:
Sorry for the sorrow
This revelation brings.
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