Hyena
Sneaky snivelling dog,
Creeping around for gain,
Snatching whatever comes close,
No understanding of pain.
The pain that other things suffer,
The agony of dying for real,
I hope you never do realise,
Or empathise, notice, or feel.
But never forget the family,
The pull to provide for the young,
It changes every perspective,
The hyenas howl must be sung.
Copyright © Beth Pestell | Year Posted 2019
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