Duplicity
Duplicity seems
the eagles's keenness,
to impend and kill
the marabous that rest,
too insecure, into
the dusky and calm sunset...
Without vigilance
no prey is seized by claws,
the warm flesh must bleed
to make it painfully croak;
crudities aren't fit
for a bloody, raw palate...
Duplicity shapes
the hawks' narcissism by greed,
to fret the geese that
plan no imminent escape;
they may seem robust,
but they lack all required strength...
Sanguinary hawks,
which frail fowl can satiate
your brute appetite?
Hunters seek your hidden broods,
as you seek your preys
for a delicious buffet...
Copyright 2009 by Andrew Crisci
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