Where there be hawks
There be fighting little twits
Ready to make a nest
A homeland
And dive and dive and dive
Triple repetition
Says here: language arts
Nature's science gave us pause
While liquid air makes hearts
Won't the soul give out a dime
When the dying's done
Can't a failure prop the door
Thusly walk-out won
Sometimes escape
Is to fight
And a conflict rages out
As the victor's life is spoiled
By the deadly bout
Where did we come from
Is that where we'll go
Questions unmarked
By refreshing snow
Contra to diction
Murmurs give light
Its flavors and savor
A well-lit dark night
Roman Ryan 