July 14, 2021
SQUIRREL
Sometimes I feel like a squirrel.
on a city street – as a car comes
right at me - not knowing whether
to go backwards or rush forwards –
which way? – frozen in the middle.
I don’t want to kill the poor little guy.
I don’t want to drive down this
street tomorrow and see a dead
squirrel in the middle of the street.
I hit the brake a bit and I think he
or she made it on their way. I hope
this helps me keep the covenant of
creation going. So why do I swat
flies, kill mosquitos and go “oooh!”
when I see snakes or wasps?
on a city street – as a car comes
right at me - not knowing whether
to go backwards or rush forwards –
which way? – frozen in the middle.
I don’t want to kill the poor little guy.
I don’t want to drive down this
street tomorrow and see a dead
squirrel in the middle of the street.
I hit the brake a bit and I think he
or she made it on their way. I hope
this helps me keep the covenant of
creation going. So why do I swat
flies, kill mosquitos and go “oooh!”
when I see snakes or wasps?
© Andy Costello, Reflections 2020
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