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Attacking The Eaten
As if there was something left on their bones
We scurried to them
Their piles of bones so crisp and bare
We felt so famished and close to our own death
We were motivated to find one lasting piece
A little chunk of flesh left for us to eat
But nothing was there for us
Just bones and bones and bones and bones

 2010 David Greg Harth