such a rabbit am i.
rabbits are also not known for their fierceness, their chief lines of defense being kicking, at close quarters, or a simple, unabashed running away. while afraid of many things, a rabbit is seldom too afraid to run.
such a rabbit am i.
can you sense danger? i can. i sniff it on the wind; i feel it in my bones. my fur pricks up strand by strand, until it all seems to be standing on end. my paws are a-quake and my nose a-quiver. then, at the tension’s climax, i break, i bolt. i run like lightning, ears flat against my head but still alert for any sound.
afraid to be caught and teased into prey — such a rabbit am i.
i hide in the shadows, in the tall green grass — in plain sight, if i must. i can freeze still as any stone statue. i hold myself aloof — for safety’s sake, you understand. it’s nothing personal, the way i avoid the fox and the hound. it’s simply a matter of survival. if i weaken, if i give in, the world, as i know it, will end, broken in the teeth of the enemy.
such a rabbit am i.