"The Sun Went Down" A poem by T.K. Wade
A bunny of pure yellow came to a cliff,
Laying down alone, he let out a little sniff.
On the verge of tears, he watched the sun set,
Thinking of the fate that his friend had met.
He came here for closure, not for the view,
Thinking of the things that he could not undo.
With a quivery voice, he spoke out aloud,
As if talking to a gray passing cloud,
“The sun is falling once again,
It’s like I’m losing my best friend.
Underground it goes so slow,
To be with my friend is where it goes.
The snake came again and took him away,
It could have been a really good day.
But it was sad, and now, I am alone,
So I sit here watch until the sun is gone.”
His words did not escape that which lurked nearby,
The very snake who caused his life to go awry.
It looked to him sighing on the vista so sad,
The opportunity this presented was none too bad.
He slowly approached the hapless thing,
Thinking of the pain his fangs could bring.
Evil thoughts filled its mind,
Fear he could not elsewhere find.
“Prepare for death,” he said coiling around,
“It is time for your sun to fall on down.”
The bunny starred towards the sunset still,
Not flinching for a moment, his response was nil.
The snake disheartened by the lack of reply,
Wondered if the bunny wanted to die.
He opened his jaw, showing him death,
The bunny let out an apathetic breath.
The snake was disheartened once again,
He thought the bunny to be insane.
He wanted fear and cries for life,
Painful agony and terrible strife.
He grabbed him tighter and hissed at him good,
Trying to scare him as much as he could.
And no matter what the snake tried,
The bunny simply would not provide.
Finally the snake could take no more,
The bunny’s response, he could not ignore.
He let him go and rested there too,
Thinking about this bunny he could not subdue.
He thought about the pain that he caused him when,
He killed his best friend, a terrible sin.
He lay with the bunny, hurting inside,
Feelings he never had, these he could not hide.
The bunny looked at the snake in confusion,
Thinking him to be in delusion.
“Why don’t you eat me? I will not run away.
I will not try to struggle. I promise to obey.”
The snake shook his head and looked at the thing,
“I cannot eat anyone, too much suffering did I bring.
Everyone that I killed has hurt yet another,
A parent, a friend, or even a brother.”
The bunny felt sad, he did not mean to bring,
Such suffering to such a vile little thing.
He put his arms around him and held him close,
Wanting to comfort him, pawing at his nose.
The two laid there together as the sun went down,
Soon to become friends, the talk of the town.
Predator and prey, side by side,
And no more innocents would have to die.
The snake preyed on wolves, the vicious kind,
Using the bunny as a lure, he did not mind.
With each new kill, another one rose,
They hunted them down, killing each foe.
On they went, jaws gaping everywhere,
This bunny and snake would cause many to stare.
Their friendship lasted until the last day,
And that is the story about how a predator can befriend a prey.