Recognition of predator and prey
If I am to be starved of equalised expression please ,I beg of thee, fead to me wolves who understand how slaughter pays fair. Predatory perception never sufficient upon the pray pack I reside rare.
Harvest season shoots its arrow upon harms way,
yet my hunger hunts no longer night or day.
Wolves shape feeding upon ewe of youth speech,
Yet my colouring deceiving as my colour not what I preach.
Black and grey as if beast of pray lurk,
Though my animalistic intention more towards pacifist clerk.
Food chain fabrication as inlier does breed,
But starvation required a prominent feed.
My skin unmatched to the race I am born true,
Fluff to coat armour though black found prey few.
Tantalisation deep denied at my root,
Violence propaganda fall short of persuit.
Memory reconcile with the fur coat now placed,
Upon my heritage brought my dark fur erased.
If I believe to be victim yet not desired by pursuer,
My mind entrapment of fear to viewer.
Perception relies upon feverish gaze,
Then how does my biology go against what she says.
A rivalry, a hunger, a striking desire,
Not founded by the publics best of hire.
My body a cage I am trapped upon mind,
Still not one of the foods hoped to be dined.
Famine follow through figure I reside,
Not a match between perception I fail to find.
Fire flown fury yield my deep despair,
The connection between my feed felt beyond repair.
Negation of whether my flesh is pristine fight,
Ethical decision upon if it is right.
Though my colour is of seductive to the fellows of famish,
The blood course through my veins believed destined to ravish.
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