Falcon
Falcon of death
Circling the sky
Contemplating choosing
Which one will die
Unwitting prey
Is spotted below
Which one will die
Only you know
Young or old
All are fair game
Even the strong
Not just the lame
One's time has come
You stoop and dive
Taking just one
The others alive
You strike in an instant
You strike without fear
Taking whomever
Anytime of the year
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