It Was A War.

A war I witnessed a few hours back

it happened just before me  in a  wink

should I call it a war with a tact?

could it be one with a link?

was fought with such force

no gunshots or military around




was a chase and a flight in the course

the battle being mainly in the ground

one flying up and down with a spite

the other running here and there in fear

the flyer  caused a flutter without a respite

the  runner tried to escape as its life being dear

I stood long with my heart going out to the meek

well, the battle continued for more than an hour

I walked away totally exhausted and felt weak

well, it was a war not between nations as ever

it was a ravenous crow chasing a bony squirrel

with too much of an intensity  in the hot afternoon.







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