Vulture Poem by Robert Bondoc

Vulture

When a life
comes to an end,
I am the vulture
that circles around it,
I am a predator,
a desecrator
of what is dead,
because I want to eat the old
just to fill my belly,
And my vulture's belly
will feed your children.

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