The Eagle and the Wolf


'Twas a day just like another
The eagle on its nest
Guardian flock -- great air mother
Slept like all the rest

At suns first rise the time had come
The howling on the wind
Towards the prize the wolves did run
Viciously they grinned

A crash did wake the great air mother
but it was too late
Two eagles, three wolves attacked another
and settled their own fate

Bloodstained feathers, farflung fur
Floating in the air
Her righteous wrath wolves did incur
Pain too much to bear

Gardian Flock, a last assault
Wolves are now no more
The great air mother they did exalt
Their praise she did abhore

Then she left without a word
running in the night
The Innocence of life she had preferred
not massacre of the fight