Sapthuran

Through The Eyes Of The Vulture

Sapthuran


Atop the hill he gazes 
Across a sky of gray 
Beneath him lies the forests 
As vultures circle overhead 

He hears the call of birds 
He sees the deer in the field 
He watches the squirrel gather food 
He spots a snake stalking its prey 

So much life is here before him 
But his eye is like the vulture's 
For in this place of living beauty 
All he sees is death and decay

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