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A poetry Web site
worth reading.
The eyes, soaring
high in the sky
survey the earth
for any movement
in the shadows.
The eyes, which
never seem to blink,
are masters of the
hunt and have no
enemies, but one.
The eyes, which work
with the mind and
claws, have just one
purpose, the feeding
of himself and family.
The eyes, like radar,
select moving targets,
and his body becomes
a missile of destruction,
keeping the balance.
The eyes, never tiring,
constantly perform their
mission of vision, and the
bald eagle remains
in command of all he sees.
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