A living creature against the sky
To a hunting man they have to die
Venison, wanted for yule
And in the forest it’s men who rule
They think it’s them but reality
Thinks absolutely differently
I be a poet for animals minds
Who speak to me along gentle lines
Softly intelligent
They are the signs
I live by
Rex Tyler is a Poet, Campaigner, former owner of an organic shop of 30 years, and Public Speaker living in Berkhamsted, UK.