The Prey

As the morning's first light spreads across
The dry, sun scorched grass
The cotton tail emerges
From under the brush
He has survived another night
The fox and coyote
Into the day's light
A rustle, ears up and taut, heart racing
Be still, or run?
Just a squirrel, not
The Predator
Humanity awakens
The threat pivots
From the carnivore to The Wheel.

Mary1283 Mary1283
26-30, F
2 Responses Jul 18, 2012

Love this! Wonderful. The pivoting threat......fantastic twist at the end. Thank you.

DinahMoe, thank you for the compliment. I really appreciate you taking the time to read this story and comment. Thank you, thank you.

This is Lovely.