Eagles Contest
Eagles are birds of impeccable prey,
They love their little ones in such a different way,
Powerfully build with a heavy beak,
When they make noise it is as if they could speak,
Eye sight is keen,
A killing machine,
You don’t want to mess with an eagle’s regime,
They lay just two eggs,
Which rival with each other,
The older one usually kills off its brother,
How close the mother tends to her young,
The other chic watches for the war has just begun,
I envision the mother warning her precious juvenile,
“Your sister is getting ready to do something vile”
But unfortunately that is never the case,
Because she is bigger and does not "feel" like the human race,
In this picture the mother is admiring having two,
For deep in her heart she knows what the other one is going to do,
Maybe she is pleading,
And her heart is just bleeding,
Regardless this moment is very unique,
A mother with two eagles keeps other predators meek,
For there is just no other way
For the destiny of these birds of prey.
Written 7/27/11
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