PredatorsA Poem by Davidgeoa purpose to kill forWe hunt less today Still compulsions remain From a purpose dissolved Over deep time... Now, we just like the reason We pretend it is purpose As the human is ruthless Opportunistic sadistic We don't need to kill, We still hunt anyway.
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