Hunter

Whether hunting me
Or finding you
The end is written
In what we do.

The world is hungry
And we are its meal-
Ignore your feelings
They are not what’s real.

Reality is happening
What role will you play?
Are you the hunter?
Or becoming the prey?

Lost are brains
And common sense-
Who blame these decisions
On circumstance.

Or play a role
Opposite your position-
Blame the world
Or an institution.

And while you juggle
I begin to pray-
As is written
Make my day