When they feel hungry with their urge for meat
The birds of prey hunt other birds to eat
They even tackle and kill birds of them a greater size
In Nature few things do seem to surprise
The birds of prey do not have sins to forgive
If they cannot kill they cannot hope to live
On their survival habits they do not have a say
By Nature they are meant to live this way
The words of guilt and shame does not apply
To Nature's creatures that swim, hop, walk or run or fly
To kill to live to them no sense of shame
Though of human kind one cannot say the same
They may to us seem murderous birds of prey
But to live they do not have another way.
The birds of prey hunt other birds to eat
They even tackle and kill birds of them a greater size
In Nature few things do seem to surprise
The birds of prey do not have sins to forgive
If they cannot kill they cannot hope to live
On their survival habits they do not have a say
By Nature they are meant to live this way
The words of guilt and shame does not apply
To Nature's creatures that swim, hop, walk or run or fly
To kill to live to them no sense of shame
Though of human kind one cannot say the same
They may to us seem murderous birds of prey
But to live they do not have another way.
