The kill

The kill

Upon the green meadow a shadow is cast
as a predator high up in the air seeks its prey
Unaware, a little rabbit hops about without a care
Never knowing this will be his final day
All adult rabbits stand idly by
as they observe the scene
Unable to warn the youngster
while the shadow grows
Then the inevitable takes place
as all sounds fade away
the buzzard descends
a swift wind, rushing of wings
and takes his prey
The last the rabbits see
are two innocent brown eyes,
completely taken by surprise
Grabbed by mighty claws
he leaves his group in agony