Beasts

How many beasts
had roamed the soil
before man's feasts
began to spoil
their habitat?
Eat or be eaten?
Even the fat
from a club-beaten
dhole was treasured,
its snout and tongue
crudely measured
with fists, then flung,
into a kettle
chipped out of stone.
A jell would settle.
Headcheese alone
helped cause the death
of many species
of which man's breath,
brain, and feces
are not of any
greater worth.
Think of the many
that walked the earth.

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