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Eagle
With a raucous screech,
It enters the breach,
Talons extended to claw the air
In a flight of feathered fury,
It descends upon the ground,
Ready to attack and mow
Its opponents into the ground
Moments later, before it has even begun
The battle has been fought and won
It prepares to fly away
It bugles its triumph,
trumpeting to the skies,
Striking fear into the hearts
of the wary and the wise
But later as it huddles in its cave
It finds the situation grave
As cold winds whistle by
The battle won, but at what cost?
Its noble plumage torn,
Its body cannot deal with
The strain that it has born
And, some days, in the dark, alone,
Its thoughts take on a darker tone
About why it even tries
For what is the point of its life?
Is there more to this than constant strife?
More than fighting, and smiting, and pain?
No, there can’t be, it decides,
And it again takes to the skies,
To repeat it all again.
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