Boxing Ring

I sat on a rocky in a lonely place the things I saw that indicated a lot to me about facts of life I watched spiders trapping prey preys trying to regain freedom Lizards lying on rocks pretending waylaying unsuspecting victims once caught they were eaten gladly I saw branches of trees swaying to breaking point against winds then fight back to former posture as their roots struggling to push against rocks for food and water Then it came to me that the earth is a boxing ring for all creatures insects, animals, plants all creatures the fittest survive, the weak perish