Does he  see that he is friend and that he is foe
The internal war of dichromatic dueling to be shown
Does he see the lioness nary weeps as she stalks the gazelle to be torn
The lioness whom by nature must  prey and whose life shall also be shorn  
We are two-legged animals with  sentience to marvel and torment
Alas we see  blood-thirsty instinct is civilization’s lament
For try as you may, regardless the prim and the proper
You’re no less a savage  as piteous as a pauper