As man walked through their world
they wondered at them.
Following them with their eyes.
Fearing they might come too close.
Not knowing what might happen
when their death knell tolls
Seeing their fear of man
looming like a storm of careless concern
that could end the existence of both.
Knowing something is wrong,
not knowing what to do.
Following their destiny
to the end of the flowers
that would finally cover them.
Saturday, May 24, 2008
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