The Mighty Man.
The sky is pretty,
With blue and pink shades,
Its a wonder that god,
Made it this way,
Why did he make the good and the bad,
The hunt and the hunted,
It seems pretty sad,
I don't think its fair,
To walk on this earth,
If you have betrayed,
The things that he made,
Puppy's and kittens,
Babies and mamma's,
We all feel betrayed,
So why are we curious,
If all he can do,
Is let go,
And watch,
The things he outgrew.