Analysis of Irony of Life

From under the brush comes a rabbit.
It is followed by the hunter.
Where to run it doesn't know,
Away from the babies is pure instinct
To lure the hunter from the hunted
A swift motion of mouth and the hunter grabs it.
After a moment the hunter stiffens,
A scent in the air tells the hunter about is another.
The hunter is unsure of which way to go,
In a moment the hunter is snared
And the hunter became the hunted.
Thus is the irony of life.