The Bird of Prey

The Bird of Prey

From the first flight
was i trained to lynch
Death did i embrace
until i forced myself
free from his shackles.

After that did hunting
became my major tool
for surviving. At first did
I loathe the dream job but
without it, death would visit.

Later did i derive pleasure
like masturbation from the
job my beak cleared for me.
Now have i become a lord
over the blood of the hunted.

I am the sword that pierced
many hearts in battles without
tasting death as i hovers in space
I am the disaster that ravaged
many lands turning to desolate.

Bard Tosin Morakinyo

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