Leaping agility
\nAcceleration
\nDown through the heather
\nA sprint whose creation
\nOffers the spirit
\nOf being with family
\nTogether fleetness and fleeing
\nInto the sea, taste the salt
\nCrisp and dry
\nSwift fast and rapidly
\nUnder a sky
\nOf crisp blue enamel
\nThe sea cold and grey
\nTogether we dream
\nAs we plunged on our way<\/p>\n
A shot I could hear it
\nAnd, felt it too
\nIt entered my body
\nAnd it went straight through
\nA darkness was coming
\nMy blood spilled away
\nA pang of finality
\nNothing to say
\nJust to make for the bank
\nJust to struggle and strive
\nBleeding needing
\nAm I alive<\/p>\n
They were gone in a instant
\nHooves flashing away
\nNobody looked back
\nJust clouds of spray
\nSomewhere over yonder
\nThe hunters were waiting
\nI just about saw them
\nAlways was hating
\nAmbush for from far away
\nGleefully there
\nMust get myself onto the bank
\nOne last prayer<\/p>\n
The bastards they watched me
\nThey knew I was hit
\nIn an agonised dance
\nThe light in me lit
\nNo more i was dying
\nReaching the shore
\nThat was it
\nI was gone
\nI was no more<\/p>\n
A stag in their bag
\nBleeding fast very raw.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Leaping agility Acceleration Down through the heather A sprint whose creation Offers the spirit Of being with family Together fleetness and fleeing Into the sea, taste the salt Crisp and dry Swift fast and rapidly Under a sky Of crisp … Continue reading