We truly have an ancient part of the brain that was about survival when we were prey but we seem to have gone past prey. We eat everything and nothing eats us.
quote by Nick Nolte
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Let Us Prey
Im the reason women bleed
Its been called
The curse of eve
Ancient times to modern lies
You know my name
Turned your pleasures into pain
You made love I give you aids
My pollution gives you cancer
Of the brain
Yet to me you sell your soul
Fame and glory plated gold
Youre such an easy
Prey for me
Please let us prey
Please let us hunt
7 million bodies lying dead
Beneath my hands
War was such a simple
Game to play
Preachers do my bidding yet
Blame me for their sins
Altar boys are taken in dismay
Kill and eat your neighbors
Gas a subway in japan
I got more apocalyptic plans
Please let us prey
Please let us hunt
Suicide...genocide
song performed by by Motley Crue
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Man is man's prey.
Frogs find flies as their prey;
Birds find worms as their prey;
Cats find rats as their prey.
For man, another man is prey.
02.11.2012
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Aubade And I Am Not Like Other Birds Of Prey
Morning at last!
Every night is a fight till you're waking
Dreams dancing past
Through the silence of sleep
Dawn is breaking
I wake and watch them till then
And I am not like other birds of prey
And I am not like other birds of prey
Oh, night is long, you won't needing me
For a dressed up time I am there to see
That fear holds no sway
Soft is my plan
And my eyes kill the lies that felt happy
Life is my right
And in sleep's little bed
I'll protect you
So, hear, let my presence dismay
That I am not like other birds of prey
That I am not like other birds of prey
When hopes are young and your cares are few
Then I'm sure above keeping truth in you
And my name is love
Submitted by Michael Hack
song performed by by Supertramp
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Abortion
My veins are poppin from this love inside
I just cant let it out
This pipe and these needles are my only guide
Theyve got me on the wrong route
What is my life about?
Living in the shadows of a man Ive never seen
And dreamin like a lonley child
I know your brothers and your sister and your mother too
Man I wish you could see them too
Oh lord, oh lord
Man I wish that you could see them too
Man I wish that you could see them too
So can I come to see you sometime?
Cause Ive been missin you
Ive never heard you cry
Ive never seen you why
Im feeling oh so young
But still I must die to get to you
And if I do I wonder how just you will see me
And implicate the things Ive done
Im dieing in the shadows of this man Ive never seen
Ill see you soon
Now wheres my gun?
Oh lord, oh lord
Oh lord, wheres my gun?
Oh wheres my gun?
Oh lord, wheres my gun?
Oh lord, my gun
Let me open your eyes
Let me see who you are
I am you, you are me
We are a part of
The second coming of christ
Its God himself in a jar
Yeah yeah
Let me open your eyes
Let me see who you are
I am you, you are me
We are a part of
The second coming of christ
Its God himself in a jar
Yeahhhh heyaaaaa
You got me, sad and lonely
But Im me, me
You know you make me so lonely
I am so lonely
And I will prey and then Ill cry
And I will prey and then Ill cry
And I will prey and then Ill cry
And I will prey and then Ill cry
song performed by by Kid Rock
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Survival Of The Fittest
When the lion roars and makes himself heard
all in the jungle shall listen
As he stalks his prey from hunger he feels
on his face his eyes do glisten.
And as he's heard all beasts do scatter
in fear, lest they be prey.
Wildebeasts, gnus and even gazelles
try to get away.
For to end up in the bowels means death
and survival comes to an end.
And the anxious ones who make their escape
nervously make their wend.
Luck was with them on this day
and so they graze and feed,
unaware of when the lion will roar.
They're intent on only their need.
Survival of the fittest in every jungle
reminds me of how we act.
For the world at large is just the same
as we are attacked
by the strong and mighty who feast upon
the weakest of all men.
And so the world we are living in
is just like the lion's den.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Sex education
Mothers teach young ones,
Be they a child, a calf or a cub,
How to prey and be away,
Two basic things for survival.
They don’t teach about sex,
Which is for survival of the race.
Must there be sex education?
The God has imbibed it in every soul
21.06.2008
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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I Should Have Been More Like Her
The little man
on my shoulder says
I should have been more
like her,
sugar sweet
but that's not me.
He says
I should have been more like her-
move to deceive
to keep him;
I'll not;
even if the price I pay
is Lonely.
Should have been
more observant
perhaps
and noticed all this
but mine
is not to compete
rather I strive to
complete;
to link-
the linkage
between
which seems
to me
builds foundations
that relationships
really need
to live beyond
the first kiss.
But the little man
says I am too wise
in this
and counsels
that first catch your prey
then educate.
I cannot
prey
upon my prey;
it's not my way.
I wait;
I say
for the right way
and the little man
goes poof
and
disappears.
poem by Lonnie Hicks
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Paper Nest
Dementia begins. The ending starts.
Death had many names;
The mountain owls. They fly in flocks
and take prey diving on rabbits or great
bustards. Have you seen the courtship
display of bustards? They are heavy birds. Fly,
but also run very fast.
Soaring flight of eagle. Keen sight and a massive
hooked bill. Hawk takes prey by surprise.
Falcon catches prey from above.
I think water. Don't cry. Your son was
drowned in a tank when he was three. Head
down. We pulled him out after half-an-hour.
Brain damaged. He babbles now, lives a vegetable.
Neat. Death had many faces. You want her.
It will not come on asking. I think flames. We
must lock the house, and come out on skywalk.
poem by Satish Verma
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Bird Of Prey
I can see that look that says beware
Try to move in closer if you dare
So I must sit and play
My waiting game
And for a while I know
Shell do the same
Fly away
Watches like an eagle from its eerie
And like a bird of prey
She captures me
But I am older and
More wise than you
Bird of prey
Straight into me you flew
Fly away
Now every time I tried to set her free
Im glad to say she comes
Right back to me
But if I knew she didnt want to stay
I wouldnt try to keep that
Lovely bird of prey
song performed by by Uriah Heep
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A Hunter
in the forest of life
a hunter kept searching
for a prey to stalk
and salt for a meal or two.
stealthily he moved
afraid of dry leaves underfoot
eyes fixed on a prey.
lo! without warning
the prey's image got blurred.
disappointed he trudged
only to meet a similar fate
home bound he trekked
a man bitter at fate
yet no one promised anything.
poem by Kelvin Karani
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Never Can We Know
Never in this world can we know
The country of a person who rides
His car for more than twenty years.
Beaming on the world its lights are out,
After so many centuries and years,
Some of us live among the times.
This considers a roof and house,
Jostling behind the crowd and looking
At certain beasts of prey,
This prey is dead after so much hunting.
This nation shall relish the disaster
Made by some who learn and prey.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Winter Frost
winter frost forms on the window
a window that looks out at the soal
this winter comes with no mercy
the winter that calls itself a friend
it graps and holds its prey dear
starting to extract all of it's warmth
then suddenly it lets go
throwing it's prey out the door
leaving the prey to look through the window
only to find winter frost apon it's soul
poem by Sabrina Helphrey
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So Wrong
social collective
care not
hyenas, all
head high
this, so right
wrong? whole being says nay!
for us do prey
tis the way
present must-
prey to be!
not for future
nor wishes
fleeting, these
gaps that fill,
our existence
We're Predators and Prey
Are we truly so distant from our primitive past
Are we no longer the hunter or considered fair prey
Were the truth put before you, you’d be most aghast
There are predators among us and they hunt us each day
We’re not truly different from the ones at herds rear
Which the predator watches with hard hungry eye
The prey starts and senses, that death is quite near
On the lonely herds edges, the weak always die
Our modern world is a jungle, and human beasts are a fact
Camouflaged with normalcy, clothed in disarming disguise
Preying on the young and the weakest with terrifying tact
Before melting in to community, they disappear to our eyes
The gazelle in the herd is as the child on the walk
Safety in numbers causes inborn defenses to relax
A lion creeping closer is as a van stopping to stalk
And they’ll both culminate in deadly attacks
No.. we’re not so far distant from our primitive past
Yes.. we’re the hunter and also too, are considered fair prey
don’t allow yourself or your children to lag or be last
Yes… there are predators among us and they hunt us each day
poem by David Whalen
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Focussed
All senses now are focussed well,
Survival calls again,
The lioness obeys its spell
That haunts both beasts and men...
The hunger gnaws within us all,
It comes and will not budge
And why, united by its thrall,
We serve, yet with a grudge...
The lioness now stalks her prey...
With eyes and ears alert,
With nostrils flared for scents that stray
Within the land of hurt...
For here it is that death draws near,
As Mother Nature knows...
And all at once, peace turns to fear,
Till life comes to a close...
The lioness may look refined,
Defiant, noble, brave,
Yet hunger leads to thoughts unkind,
With few around to save.
Her prey is fast, the chase is on!
Escape is rare, so rare...
Yet suddenly the prey has gone...
And leaves her fuming there...
Denis Martindale, copyright, July 2010.
The poem is based on the magnificent painting
by Stephen Gayford called 'Focussed'.
More Stephen Gayford poems here:
denis-martindale-dot-blogspot.com
poem by Denis Martindale
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Miss Praying Mantis
Miss Mantis! camouflaged stand still as you pray.
But many understand you are waiting for prey
Some other can't know so come closer to you
You promptly speed up on your mission to pursue.
To eat the prey alive, is your first choice and lust
if prey would resist, you will eat its head first,
Exclusive predator dependent on meat of prey
chew like chocolate moving the jaws sideway.
Your wisdom never ends here, you fly in nights.
To seem larger and threatening, fan wings wide.
Detect the sounds produced by approaching bats
your camouflage and colour help you to protect.
Miss Praying Mantis! too have exceptional beauty
With remarkable pose, style; totally slick and sexy,
Matching colour make up and your camouflage
Makes you no way less than a Hollywood actress.
poem by S.D. Tiwari
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Surroundings-31
Neighbour's Prey
He's clearing his throat for months, may be hungry or thirsty
Pitiable nuisance, they don't even seem to offer and eat
So much disturbance.Ho, neighbour's prey getting the goat surroundings'
poem by Indira Renganathan
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Land Of Rape And Honey
face to face
blood to blood
the mountain
you tumbled from
and in the land of rape and honey
you prey
step by step
you climb the mountain
you prey
fist to fist
eye to eye
the rulers of the wasteland
and in the land of rape and honey
you prey
step by step
you climb the mountain
you prey
head to head
chest to chest
which country is the very best?
and in the land of rape and honey
you prey
step by step
you climb the mountain
you prey
song performed by by Ministry
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The Land Of Rape & Honey
Face to face
Blood to blood
The mountain
You tumbled from
And in the land of rape and honey
You prey
Step by step
You climb the mountain
You prey
Fist to fist
Eye to eye
The rulers of the wasteland
And in the land of rape and honey
You prey
Step by step
You climb the mountain
You prey
Head to head
Chest to chest
Which country is the very best?
And in the land of rape and honey
You prey
Step by step
You climb the mountain
You prey
song performed by by Ministry
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With Me Now Just A Memory
With me now just a memory but memories with us remain
In the heavy rains of late Winter the female frog lay in the drain
Her eggs like crystal lumps of jelly from which her tadpoles hatched out
And all around their watery home they wriggled all about.
For to grow into adult frogs not many would survive
For many tadpoles had to die for one predator to stay alive
To the taste buds of a grey heron a plump tadpole tasted sweet
As one of the favourite water dwelling things that a heron loves to eat.
But a few avoided the sharp beak of the lanky bird of prey
For to grow into adult frogs for that is Nature's way
Of insuring species survival in such Nature a huge part does play
Survival of the fittest as some are known to say.
With me now just a memory of times that are long gone
And though the past it is behind us the memories live on
And I retain the memory of the croaking of the frog
On their breeding time in late Winter in the drain beside the bog.
poem by Francis Duggan
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