Hunted Prey! Poem by Michael Gale

Thru thine eyes i do thus see, A mouse down
in this field, staring up at me! With a
Falcon like swoop, down from my sky, As i
prepare to make this prey of mine,
frighteningly die! Screeching my warning, as
i ever get closer, I'll tear you asunder,
Your heartbeat in your own ears, does seem
as thunder! Beating so fastly, your heart
does so beat, Your fleshy meat, shall be
my next treat! My vision can see far off in
the distance, There is no hunted prey, that
to me, can be of any resistance! I am
nature's answer to all Earth's ecology,
I am a wild hunting Falcon, I do not give,
nary' an apology!

2006 Michael Jeffrey Gale