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The vulture flies around the clear sky
and awaits for the death
of a lone traveler in the desert,
the sun beats down
on his already tired, weak body.

He is dehydrated from his
long walk across the dry desert floor.

His legs become weak
and he collapses on the ground,
the vulture sweeps in
and laughs in his face....
knowing he will be dead soon.

The lone traveler tries to
gain some strength to get to his feet,
but the heat of the desolate desert
has made him so weak....
that he can't get up.

So he lays there and
awaits his fate with death.

The vulture takes advantage
of the fallen traveler
and starts eating him alive,
the traveler screams out in pain,
but there is noone around
to hear his painful cries.

The vulture laughs
in the traveler's face,
while he pecks his eyes
out of his sockets.

Copyright Cynthia Jones
Apr.29/2004