i tend to think that we actually ARE animals but they have some set of rules too and their world is more sacred than our world... well your poem shows an idiotic character that just
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I grasp my sword and cut and hack[/b]
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and sees no end ahead, but then ..he dies?
and another thing... you're saying he's a soldier in the first part(in an american way in my perception) but then he becomes a warrior with a sword.
and the animal inside the character should not describe the blood, but the meat..cause that's what he's after