I saw a throstle with a broken wing <br />He hopped by hedgerow pity the poor thing <br />He will die tomorrow if he live today <br />As for cat or fox or dog he's easy prey. <br /> <br />When I think of what happened to him I feel sick <br />He was injured by a youngster with a stick <br />He aimed and struck the bird a crippling blow <br />And the wounded creature crept into hedgerow. <br /> <br />And homeward whistling happy he did go <br />Leaving his crippled victim to die slow <br />It's sad to think so very very sad <br />That human kind can be so very bad. <br /> <br />That little throstle never done him wrong <br />So why be cruel to little bird of song <br />That little songbird is about to die <br />Due to the cruelty of cruel hearted boy. <br /> <br />He rob the green wood of a singing voice <br />And his act of cruelty caused him to rejoice <br />But human kind have in them evil streak <br />And they torment the innocent and weak.<br /><br />Francis Duggan<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-victim-of-human-cruelty/
