FREEDOM !
Free to hunt for the food we need, roaming
over woods and fields. Wings spread wide
on thermals high drifting in the sky, a
rabbit a mouse, a pigeon will do to give me
all I need. No chemicals, no guns or bombs
killing only to survive, sometimes you find
us on the road...victims of modern man.
Some of us are shot for fun, in the name of
sport ! Some farmers shoot because "We
pose a threat ? " In there misguided way.
If you see us overhead or sitting in a tree,
look our way ......................................
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