THE BEAST

On life's slippery slides
It feels like a roll of dice
you are made of steel
The top of the food chain
That's where you stain
Where your preys are slain

A beast of nature, a gift
A perfect imperfection
In your grace, they bow
on that big bough

A baby eagle is still an eagle
Says a wise fellow
with the pigeons it dare not mingle
swindle, or signal
up there beasting and kinging
Never forget an eagle never scavenge for carcass
But always are you first-class

Your flight, non can dare
It's rumored, it's as high as the gods
But then a god in its own class you're
Never forget, what a beast you're