Downwind

How you smelt that first, my friend, I will never know I am surely hungrier than you My nose is keener than yours My brain was always sharper Perhaps you saw the drool drip from the corner of my mouth? Or did you hear my nostrils flair? Downwind. Hackles raised. Target in sight. The advantage was ours And the prize a good one - enough there to fill our 30 bellies We all won As is right and fair - But the victory was yours You spoke first You took command I'll eat, we all will But I'm not sure I'll sleep so well tonight Something is lost for good As the spear fails, so does the heart