Sad Eyes

Sad eyes of little furry creatures

Haunt the mind with an unease;

Life has many sombre features,

Few as harrowing as these.

 

We may tame them, we may cherish,

We may try their trust to win;

Yet we know that they must perish

Innocent of any sin.

 

In the struggle for survival

Little creatures hide and chase;

Man provides another rival

In the fight for living space.

 

Sad eyes of little furry creatures

Question how our love is won;

Seeing from the trees and ditches

Fruit of poison, snare and gun.