Hawk’s Tale

20130224_144632Predatory, sweeping in from above.

The prey had no chance of survival.

It was not fair,

Natural order can rarely be fair.

The little birds try to put up a fight.

Dive, maneuver, hope for a break;

The end always seems,

Inevitable.

But once and a while nature,

Allows for an opportunity.

Taken.

Just Once.

The possibility.