Vultures

Have you ever watched the Vultures eat?

When they grub on their prey and feast on its meat

For I have watched the Vultures eat 

With their claws and their teeth ripping piece by piece

Tugging, yanking 

At precious traits 

And slashing dreams away because they seem out of reach

They sit and wait for the right time to pounce 

Then jump on the creatures first moment of doubt

They gulp down as much as they can 

Then leave the creature restless and alone till next time

For I am what the Vultures eat