Vicious Cycles

by JOSEPH BRYANT (Italian Stallion)

Sitting, listening, watching still,
Movements caressing daylights will.
Subdued haze lingering through,
Sighting mountains crisp air dew.

Eagles soaring dipping low,
Scoping victims down below.
Traveling rapidly engaging upon,
Helplessly wondering baby swans.

Cycles evolve round vicious games,
Food chain develops extending regular flames.
Survival amongst death, food amongst starvation,
Here lies animals creation, no negotiation.

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