Once upon a life a man was born
raised by his clan, all he learned was all they had
he learned to feel, love, think and play
but then they wanted him to hunt
killing for living
he couldn't kill another breathing creature
he couldn't bring himself to eat the bleeding flesh
he was barly an adult
the ritual of adulthood was just yesterday and now he's
leaving
he took little food he had
packed it tight in a leather package
he left
life outside the safe clan was cold
he learned how to cloth himself
he found a mate
brought up a family
he sattled on land
watched the children grow
tought them to feel, love, think and play
he watched them growing some more
he watched them kill to verious their food
he felt ashame
he watched he's children building houses,
finding mates, having children of thier own
and then he felt tired
he saw life forming around him
then died