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Cruel Nature
A fallen man
Talks to himself
And his little god
Inside his head
He imagines a flock
Lower than him
Low as him
Sheep
He old wolf
Looks at them
Some lust
Mostly disdain
How they follow
Eat their greens
Know their fate
And wait
He chides himself
His arrogance
His loneliness
Hard beast
He knows his fate
Too, he eyes them
None see him
He picks one
Talks to himself
And his little god
Inside his head
He imagines a flock
Lower than him
Low as him
Sheep
He old wolf
Looks at them
Some lust
Mostly disdain
How they follow
Eat their greens
Know their fate
And wait
He chides himself
His arrogance
His loneliness
Hard beast
He knows his fate
Too, he eyes them
None see him
He picks one
Published 9th Jul 2019
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