Just Felt 'a Slight Bump
A mother hare hit by a speeding car,
Blood on the road, disordered heap of limbs,
Fur, feet and floppy ears, what a mess!
Car driver, loud music blaring from his tape cassette
Scarcely noticed, but at night the leveret
Came out from where he’d crouched all day,
Approached the silent heap that was his mother,
Sniffed her gently, walked around but could not understand
Why she was cold and stiff who had been warm and loving.
Fucking callous speeding motorists, too
Don’t understand what dreadful carnage they can do,
What beastly pain and sorrow they can sow.
poem by Pete Crowther
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