Is Nature Prejudiced?

There once was a raven,
Black as coal,
With his flock did he fly
'cross the free blue sky,
Some scientist painted him
With a gleaming white dye,
His brothers attacked him
And the poor soul had to die,
For in this cruel nature's game,
They'll kill you,
If you're not the same...

Alfred Charasz
Copyright 2006 Alfred Charasz