Procreation
Most animals can-not choose,
They have to breed once yearly,
They must all try to remain viable.
Tiny species will need larger litters,
As tiny babes can, maybe, get eaten!
Lion's only fear, human's
An unknown male lion to.
New males, if not defeated will slay kits.
Hardship imposed for a goodish reason.
Good main reason, survival of all life.
Insects, invertebrates, small.
Breed in their many millions.
Natures recyclers, O some that is sure.
Some pollinators, most flora helpers.
Not all flora, the wind, a great helper.
Pollen blown, on a warm breeze!
Great chance to create new life.
Humans have sex for pleasure, not for life.
Strife, rife if unprotected, single mom's.
Not saying it is wrong, let sense prevail.
Commonsense, to reason first
For all sake your children's life
3/17/18
Seven-Ten - Poetry Contest sponsored by Emile Pinet
Copyright © Mick Talbot | Year Posted 2018
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