in Africa…
acacia slake the heat
into shadow pools
across savanna where
night stitches tighten dusk
and lion prides stalk and
dash and thrash blood lust
to feed fight breed their
needing not to starve
no guilt…simple
nothing trinity
imagine now…drone
predators…imagine
metallic lions…tigers
stalking…preying
from the sky
programmed tightly
with philosophy… and
needing not to feel
Bonnie Marshall
Art by Henri Rousseau
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