Have you ever considered that maybe it's tangible
the biggest threat of extinction we face could be animal?
Let's say that it's factual and that evolutionary traits
have made them adaptable in numerous intuitive ways.
Their ballooning brain sizes sees their intelligence peaking
and soon were in danger of becoming a secondary species.
As they depend on our weakness to downplay they exist
- a deception misleading us that natures unfit.
We're unafraid so they drift free without questions asked
but will play on our ignorance and pounce when they can.
The downfall of man and our eventual demise
is now in their hands, or paws to get it precise.
Humans descend in the hierarchy, made to do as they say,
- the once-predators finally now doomed to be prey.
Now zoo’s have humans enslaved in the search for prominence
persecuted and caged in an ironic turn of consequence.
As a species asserts its dominance and their reign is sinking in
others lurk anonymously, just waiting in the wings.
Slavery exists as the theriomorphic's favourite past time
- while change is on the lips of a dehydrated mankind.
The human race are fast-finding how to obey our inaudible leaders
but becoming taken back by how poorly we're treated.
They walk us on leashes, if we do wrong then they beat us,
all of our creature comforts are gone, and we're now comforting creatures.
They usually instruct the cleaners with roars of displeasure
while they grunt their procedures and orders with gestures.
We're hoarded together, being prodded along by spears,
while moving forward in terror & its worse than what we feared.
Through the forest clearing, we cast eyes on a colossal construction
in what appears to be housing our anthropological cousins.
We followed in dozens, lead by our beastial overlords,
with knots in our stomachs on what it keeps in its stony walls.
They lead us in droves and hordes, closely watching our steps,
as our people approach with caution not knowing what to expect.
A simple nod of the head and then one is detained
being offered instead of me as I'm prodded away.
We watch as he's taken as a gift to the figurehead
- a wanton oblation for sacrificial considerment.
After them ripping him into shreds, I could see through the huge farce
We weren't living as prisoners, we were meat for their food farm!
They eat us with few qualms and little forgiveness
focusing on medium to large until they're filled up with victims.
What they're building's a system as they lock us away
to be killed in an instant once we reach optimum weight.
We're now livestock they've contained to feast on with relish
until they move on up the chain to the next meal that's presented.
We're merely an edible food source kept for our masters to kill
I guess if the meek don't inherit the world, the animals will...
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Adonis