How do I feel everyday
In the little garden
In the front of our home
Each day is lovely
As if life is an
Unceasing melody
The first band of the birds
And night a concert of wolves
Still too young,
A little lamb
My name is Maria
I love the morning breeze
And the starlit sky
When I began to grow
Out in the fields
I was playing with mates
Every passerby
Passed a gaze
As if an advance mourning
Of an upcoming calamity
Their eyes seemed to communicate
Beware of the hawk!
Soon they started whispering
As I advanced farther
Into limitless fields
One day while I was chasing a butterfly
I heard the flapping of a giant pair of wings; some distance away
Then I heard a shrill
After a moment
My eyes witnessed the deadliest horror,
Clasped in the feet of the hawk
I saw my bunny friend Eva
I cried out her name
And everything else came to a halt
The sound and the picture of what I saw
Painted upon my memory
Scroll down in vivid detail
Whenever I close or open my eyes
They say the hawk lives far away
But once in a while, when he is hungry
Flies down
To claim his prey,
What I never tell them is
I see the sky replete with hawks
Sometimes all I see are hawks
In the dead silence of dawn
I everyday hear the sound of flapping wings
Then one day when the picture and sound fainted
The lustful hawk came again
In desperate search of the catch
The thunderous sound was too close this time
And I felt the claw clutch me
For a moment I thought I had lost all conciousness
But I was alive
I struggled,
But the grip was tight
The hawk wont let its prey free
For a moment the grip eased
I struggled
The battle continued
Till half drenched in blood
The hawk dropped me
Amidst the field,
Torn and helpless
I moaned in pain
None of the gazing eyes
Came near
They wanted me to lie there
So that the hawk would come back
And reclaim its prey,
I asked myself, if the hawk owns my life now
I have survived a battle
Would I let myself be eaten alive now
I decided then ,I do not deserve the pain
I deserve life,
My friend Charolette and Selena
Broke barriers and dragged me home
Nursed me with love
And we had a paradise of our own
They say sheep follow and fall off the cliff
But we decided we will chase the sun
And then our mates might follow us
Towards light and strength.
In the little garden
In the front of our home
Each day is lovely
As if life is an
Unceasing melody
The first band of the birds
And night a concert of wolves
Still too young,
A little lamb
My name is Maria
I love the morning breeze
And the starlit sky
When I began to grow
Out in the fields
I was playing with mates
Every passerby
Passed a gaze
As if an advance mourning
Of an upcoming calamity
Their eyes seemed to communicate
Beware of the hawk!
Soon they started whispering
As I advanced farther
Into limitless fields
One day while I was chasing a butterfly
I heard the flapping of a giant pair of wings; some distance away
Then I heard a shrill
After a moment
My eyes witnessed the deadliest horror,
Clasped in the feet of the hawk
I saw my bunny friend Eva
I cried out her name
And everything else came to a halt
The sound and the picture of what I saw
Painted upon my memory
Scroll down in vivid detail
Whenever I close or open my eyes
They say the hawk lives far away
But once in a while, when he is hungry
Flies down
To claim his prey,
What I never tell them is
I see the sky replete with hawks
Sometimes all I see are hawks
In the dead silence of dawn
I everyday hear the sound of flapping wings
Then one day when the picture and sound fainted
The lustful hawk came again
In desperate search of the catch
The thunderous sound was too close this time
And I felt the claw clutch me
For a moment I thought I had lost all conciousness
But I was alive
I struggled,
But the grip was tight
The hawk wont let its prey free
For a moment the grip eased
I struggled
The battle continued
Till half drenched in blood
The hawk dropped me
Amidst the field,
Torn and helpless
I moaned in pain
None of the gazing eyes
Came near
They wanted me to lie there
So that the hawk would come back
And reclaim its prey,
I asked myself, if the hawk owns my life now
I have survived a battle
Would I let myself be eaten alive now
I decided then ,I do not deserve the pain
I deserve life,
My friend Charolette and Selena
Broke barriers and dragged me home
Nursed me with love
And we had a paradise of our own
They say sheep follow and fall off the cliff
But we decided we will chase the sun
And then our mates might follow us
Towards light and strength.
