Bsome Die So Others May Live Poem by Barry A. Lanier

As I spied this lonely caterpillar
Oh, so juicy, and natural green
Wondering if he ever pondered
Where he fit in the scheme of things
He chewed and continued ravaging
On the defenseless, juicy ripe leaf
Thinking before final consumation
Why was this feast, left here for me?
In a moment of clarity, he accepted
This must in fact, be fate by design
One shall eat, and the other be eaten
Both futures so ordained, in due time
For in time not so distant in future
Both would know fate not gone awry
For one would fall to ancestry
The other a beautiful butterfly