It Is Survival Of The Fittes

On the flesh of smaller forms of wildlife the eagle she does fill her craw A predator of Nature's wild kingdom and Nature lives by her own law And the predators of Nature's wild kingdom they have to kill to stay alive It is called the survival of the fittest where only the fittest survive. The fear of creatures of the jungle when they listen to the big cats roar But in Nature big cats are not seen as killers they hunt for survival nothing more They have to hunt when they are hungry of meat they need their daily fill It is one of the Laws of Nature that the predator to eat must kill. Nature never grieves for her dead creatures to grieve it is not Nature's way She is above sorrow and pity when on her bosom her dead creatures lay Us humans too are part of Nature we live for awhile and we die The creatures of Nature's wild kingdom they are not less mortal than I. It is called survival of the fittest it happens in Nature night and day Those that are born to be meat eaters on other creatures have to prey And birth and death to Mother Nature are part of life and of the same And for the deaths of her wildborn her predators she never blame. Francis Duggan