Lines On The Silver Back Crow Poem by Francis Duggan

Lines On The Silver Back Crow



Since any mercy to frail new born lambs they never do show
No friend to the farmer the silver back crow
By plucking out their eyes young lambs they do kill
To predate on the weak is part of their survival skill
To prey on the weak is their natural way
The only good crow is a dead one the sheep farmer does say
He is much the poorer when lambs to crows are lost
And he is left to count the financial cost
Silver back crows have been shot at and poisoned but they still survive
And despite persecution they manage to thrive
In Nature for one creature to kill another is the natural way
And the strong on the weak always does seem to prey
And for the weak young lamb death is painful and slow
When it loses it's eyes to the silver back crow.

Saturday, May 28, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: nature
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