Supersavage Poem by Sathya Narayana

I hunt only when I’m hungry
Once full, my belly, I leave
The remnants for the beasts sundry
Neither I crave, nor I save
For morrow; that’s not in my diary
Bipods alas! Call me savage
To them killing is a joy crazy
For currency, power and prestige
Outrageous this is! Oh Almighty
Give us too some language
To fight out this nasty publicity
Let lions create a new adage
To end this mean human supremacy
That “human means super-savage”