Fifi 1968
His mother's love could not protect him from the evils of the world...
This is my last word on this matter, I promise, and I know that some of you will probably think I am sad and need to get a life, but I need to do this dedication to get it out of my system..
Stolen from his mother's side,
The infant died...
Abducted in one fleeting swoop.
She had only turned away, dropped her guard for one moment,
He was no longer there...
The air was pierced with shrieks of horror, screams of despair...
Subsequential cries of outrage, but justice for the evil perpetrator of this deed?
Alas not, for he is already freed
Of any reprisals, free to strike again, for his victim, only a moorhen,
Was not human...
The murderer? A gull, and though so harrowing to see...
It is, I guess, just nature, and the way it has to be.
FHG 20/06/2009
His mother's love could not protect him from the evils of the world...
This is my last word on this matter, I promise, and I know that some of you will probably think I am sad and need to get a life, but I need to do this dedication to get it out of my system..
Stolen from his mother's side,
The infant died...
Abducted in one fleeting swoop.
She had only turned away, dropped her guard for one moment,
He was no longer there...
The air was pierced with shrieks of horror, screams of despair...
Subsequential cries of outrage, but justice for the evil perpetrator of this deed?
Alas not, for he is already freed
Of any reprisals, free to strike again, for his victim, only a moorhen,
Was not human...
The murderer? A gull, and though so harrowing to see...
It is, I guess, just nature, and the way it has to be.
FHG 20/06/2009