Circle of Life

By: Tullah
Competition Year: 2013
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We settle on a rock oblivious
Whilst stealing the vegetation at our feet
Digging deep into its flesh
Not knowing the anger we will meet
Yet it lets us sow and harvest
Providing us with everything we can eat
But once full and we rest in the mud
Our bones are left dry as we go down a treat
And our flesh is placed back in the soil
Ready for our children to feast
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