Oct 2016
Little John And The Bird
Deep inside of the forest the creatures all despair
The sound of gunshots echoes throughout the morning air
Time was hunting season and the animals were forlorn
Accept for one young Tiger who’s heart was surely torn!
The men that held the boom machine was getting real near
Yet little John the Tiger had not much time to fear
He watched his Mama weeks ago when hunting for her pray
She lain inside a pool so red, these words he heard her say!
“Dear Lord please watch my little John, make his spirit strong
Please be there to comfort him, and let his days be long
Although I’m dying needlessly to make someone’s attire
They know not what they have done.” Her breath then expires!
The ground now shakes the birds awake a scurrying of wings
A flocking of the fearful kind the sound of shrills in spring!
Upon the floor small feathers fall, no chorus had these birds
Yet still John lays in wait alone, no roar from him was heard!
A massive breeze of tiny wings lands right at John’s side
A baby bird with eyes of tears then onto John she flies
“Please don’t eat me Master John, my Mamma I can’t find.”
Upon the ground her feathers laid, John roars at Humankind!
She spread her wings to hide her eyes, something felt amiss
So much fear as John drew near then upon her head he kissed
A man approaches with his gun, with hatred in his eyes
A trophy for him so he thought! the little bird then sighs!
John leaps to save this tiny bird, his roar was ever bold
He killed the gunman with one swipe, his temper now runs cold
He lifts the bird upon his back, then told her not to fear
As in his heart this bird has grown as he gulps back on his tears!
Inside of the deep forest, where darkness once did live
Two faithful friends hearts now shine as they learnt how to forgive
There Mama’s watches them with joy, from way up high above
As now deep inside the forest, two friends now share their love!
© By LynnKaren
Deep inside of the forest the creatures all despair
The sound of gunshots echoes throughout the morning air
Time was hunting season and the animals were forlorn
Accept for one young Tiger who’s heart was surely torn!
The men that held the boom machine was getting real near
Yet little John the Tiger had not much time to fear
He watched his Mama weeks ago when hunting for her pray
She lain inside a pool so red, these words he heard her say!
“Dear Lord please watch my little John, make his spirit strong
Please be there to comfort him, and let his days be long
Although I’m dying needlessly to make someone’s attire
They know not what they have done.” Her breath then expires!
The ground now shakes the birds awake a scurrying of wings
A flocking of the fearful kind the sound of shrills in spring!
Upon the floor small feathers fall, no chorus had these birds
Yet still John lays in wait alone, no roar from him was heard!
A massive breeze of tiny wings lands right at John’s side
A baby bird with eyes of tears then onto John she flies
“Please don’t eat me Master John, my Mamma I can’t find.”
Upon the ground her feathers laid, John roars at Humankind!
She spread her wings to hide her eyes, something felt amiss
So much fear as John drew near then upon her head he kissed
A man approaches with his gun, with hatred in his eyes
A trophy for him so he thought! the little bird then sighs!
John leaps to save this tiny bird, his roar was ever bold
He killed the gunman with one swipe, his temper now runs cold
He lifts the bird upon his back, then told her not to fear
As in his heart this bird has grown as he gulps back on his tears!
Inside of the deep forest, where darkness once did live
Two faithful friends hearts now shine as they learnt how to forgive
There Mama’s watches them with joy, from way up high above
As now deep inside the forest, two friends now share their love!
© By LynnKaren
