I know the spider needs to eat;
I know that little beeís a treat.
Yet all the same, it makes my day
to watch the victim fly away.
I have no problem with the cause
or acting out of Natureís laws.
The system on the whole is fine,
whether or not it is Divine.
Itís not a matter of whatís Just;
what happens, happens, as it must.
Still, I rejoice when somethingís plight
is thwarted through escape or flight.
It may be, somehow, deep within
it grates to see the stronger win,
or simply that Iíve known the feel
of venomed bite, of grinding heel.