The rough-legged hawk soars in the summer sky,
the soft breeze, one hundred feet up, is cool,
and there, in the corner of the hawk's eye,
is a rabbit in the yard of a school.
The hawk swoops down into the green school yard,
its talons out reaching for the rabbit,
it catches the rabbit, breaks its neck, hard,
and drinks the rabbit's blood out of habit.
Poor rabbit, it will not be going back
to its house and its little kid bunnies,
the hawk broke his neck with a nasty clack,
now he'll never see his rabbit hunnies.
hawk eating rabbit is the way it goes,
it is simply the way that nature flows.
"Rough-legged Hawk" by Kenneth Larot Yamat
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