As I sit on the patio and look Out into my back yard, the scene appears So peaceful, bright sunlight warming the green lawn, Creating an idyllic setting. A yellow butterfly floats lazily Through the yard. A flash of movement catching My eye, I notice a bird hopping on The lawn, head cocked sideways listening for The quiet sound that a worm makes when pushing Through the soft earth. The bird pecks suddenly Extracting his long, wiggly lunch from the ground And rapidly swallowing it. At that Precise moment, a blur of motion comes Streaking out from under the mound of Pampas grass and leaps through the air all teeth and Claws. In a swirl of fury, my neighbor's Black and white cat has killed the bird and Now sits with the dead wormkiller held firmly In its mouth as a few displaced feathers Float softly to the ground. Noticing the cat, My Corgi that had been lying peacefully Beside my feet, springs to life, rushing at The cat, barking ferociously. The cat Makes a mad dash for the back fence, lunging Upwards to scale its vertical face and Disappear into the neighbor's yard. My dog Prances proudly at his successful defense Of his territory, evoking a grin From me. I suddenly become aware Of intense stinging in my right calf. Instinctively I swat the spot, producing A black and red smudge against my leg. Increased Stinging and swelling informs me that the Mosquito had nearly completed its Blood meal before being interrupted by death. Hoping this miniature vampire did not Inject me with that encephalitis Virus now prevalent throughout the area, I get up and go inside, thinking what A lovely afternoon it had been, Completely unimpressed by the three deaths, The violent aggression and blood letting I had just witnessed, typifying the Human response to the death and mayhem That surrounds us daily in the natural world. Rarely does mankind pause to reflect on How much Nature cruelly functions on a Kill-or-be-killed basis, preferring instead To remain impervious to the constant carnage Through which living things survive and prosper At the expense of lesser living things.
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