This dog of war awakens to a new day
To stamp his foot on nature's balance book
His children bark and bite eager already
To improve investments their elder once took
He saunters forth to lead his pack
On the journey where the currency is life
He endures their ludic distractions
As instruction for the times of strife
He marches his pack into the valleys
With a howl he calls off their recess
He beckons the children to form up
Their turn to become hunters, more or less
At his growl the pack charges on
Hopping and crying, their childish play a decoy
Their greedy bites distracting their prey
That his charge and bite may secure their ploy
TEACHER OF THE HUNTING INSTINCT
GREAT JAGGI