I recall a distant Aunty who visited once, and left a book on the table for us. (My Dad binned it.). The book was from the Jehova's Witness cult, of which she was a member.

I remember the cover. It had a child sat on the grass cuddling a lion.

Regardless of whether logic falls or the creature called human fell, it is still the case that some creatures, in order to survive, make the life's of other creatures short and painful.

So much for intelligent design...