Humans have it easy
When you sit back and think
Animals in the wild see death and do not blink
Every day they live their lives in the fear of the unknown
This is what they’re used to
This is how they’re grown
A little bird on the wing once isolated to a nest
Filled of dead brothers and sisters
Rotten to the flesh
It carries on its little life as if it doesn’t care
But that is how it survives, because it knows that life’s unfair
Gazelles on the African plain run for their lives each day
They grow to see their neighbors, friends, relatives picked away
Yet do they sit and mope all day?
Do they have time to mourn?
Please remember what I’ve said above, and don’t be too forlorn
Human have it easy in comparison to them
Just take life as it comes, do not, yourself condemn
I think death is what makes life special. Knowing that it will come to an end is what motivates us to make the most of what we have. A good piece! I will return to read more.
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-G.D.
Thanks! I’ll check your blog out.