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Premium Member For Survival Or Greed? (Co-Written With James Fraser)

Note:  Following a rash of local breakins, thieves murdered two people who happened to be 
at home when they entered.  This event produced a lot of anxiety for me and James was 
kind enough to help divert my attention by joining in this write.  Many thanks to James, Tim 
and Dane Ann for their support during this difficult time. -- Carolyn




     A hungry gray feline sees a mouse; quickly does she pounce
     Instincts come into play as jungle creatures eye their prey
     Natural selection rules the vast animal kingdom
     By striking fast they earn the right to live another day 
 
We read in the papers and we watch on the news
As I look out my window, and ponder man's thoughts
What do we see, through our eyes as we view
Our ability to kill and leave one's life nought
 
     Complicated survival games play out each strenuous day
     From the frigid Arctic tundra to torrid dark jungles
     Beasts on the prowl are trekking nature's intended path
     Another victim falls as distant thunder rumbles 
 
Opportunists linger as the perpetrators dare
Man stalking down dark alleys and dimly-lit streets
Confronted, accosted in criminal stare 
Where the innocents in danger, generally meet
 
     Other members of the animal kingdom have no choice
     They slay only to keep themselves and their families alive
     But it's man who plays the most dangerous of games
     Killing for thrill, politics or greed; how can man survive?
 
It's the evil of man who takes what he wants
With the blade of a knife, with his terror taunts
His escalation from flint to gun
This most wonderful world in masculine haunt
 
     If man continues to develop harsh weapons
     The skies may explode in carnivorous fashion
     Consuming not just one animal species, but all
     Leaving angels to mourn the death of God's creations

The Civilization of Souls

Not too far removed
From penetration fully Roman
Mysterious strangers appear
In form of a red-plumed omen
Clans laughing on the run
We are thumbing our noses
At laws made for justice
And order for the masses

Force of the strongest
The only law with validation
A strange idea from Roman soldiers
Some word called obligation
Taking whatever we want
Ignoring this strange new notion
Hunting women for our pleasure
Filling them with burning violation

Unaware of opposing forces
Burning dwellings, smoke is rising
Destruction of a village
Women silenced except their crying
Then confronted by metallic horsemen
To assert law and order
Our days of pillage are ended
Shackled and bound to one another

My spirit bound and aching
Like sexual frustration
And sold to a noble woman
To fulfill her inclinations
My skin stripped bare
Her look of satisfaction
The branding iron glowing red
The coming mark of civilization

Burning flesh in my nose
I scream aloud in pain
My animal within rebels
Against chains that keep me tame
Can this be happening to me?
She notices my thought
I'll make you a gentle slave
You were wild, now you're caught

Go ahead, attempt escape
But no matter where you go
You're now marked as a common slave
Never again respected in your home
I'll tame you with kindness
Or the crack of my whip
Either way you'll learn respect
Now on my feet, put your lips

Inevitably we all follow
The path of Vercingetorix
Submitting to the Roman eagle
And hopes of a pleasure fix
The least amount of grief
Is now called salvation
And I taste the bitter sweetness
Of my ordained domination

We search for exemption
To save us from the pain
We love ignoring the reality
That we'll always be a slave
In one way or another
Chastisement is our lot
And with gratitude I bow
To a master smoking hot

Time passes by
Rules taught again and again
Then as certainly as clockwork
Society produces another gentleman
With adoring eyes on my master
My animal corralled into its cage
Thankful I now ignore that voice
That civilization took away
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