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TRIADE 3 The Owl

A cheetah avoided the trap that night And the wild cat escaped the shot. Someone was there for them to learn And each of them were taught. The Bear had chosen to spare the cubs For the ease of the Mother Bear. But the man with the gun Fell pray to own stun And we didn't drop any tear. "Was this the Kingdom the people asked for", Had wondered the old young man. Was this Forest Spirit? I gave way to the might To spare extinct life near it. This is the trap the noble beast Avoid it and stay secure. "But are you to teach animal wild How to handle the life of the least?" Bear, Wolf pack and the Black Cat had adopted small human kid. When he grew he led his army to shed The skin of the huge snake. The snake was wise And venom was nice Taking life of the gunman. Where body remain There's no soul in vain As there wasn't soul at all. There people in lab They study us But the small insect flew It took one small bite And that was right And such is the story of ew. The neckless cheetah had worn Was there to see how migrate. They count each animal of the world But valuing own rate. There people came with the cross And said "Don't eat your grandma". Yet no body remain But the wild soul remain Dwelling being that much afar. Food chains of the world become franchise. "But in which sense regards the wild?" You are eating brand, the starch and the scent, civilization of the descent. Vegetarian Lion lives in the Zoo Within the claustrophobic cage. The dumb and the cross yet bears idea about the inexistence of the Nitrogen. There is nothing however about wrong Human fights for the human life. I am standing near with sharp cosa When the times comes for partial differential. See if poeple would rot to become cultivation means, Maybe there could be so much fertile soil so there wouldn't be the need to always win.

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