Majestic he mounts the thermals high, <br />Serenely sailing yon clear blue sky; <br />Alone he circles, wings abreast <br />Far above, his mountain nest. <br /> <br />Wingspan measuring thirty hands, <br />Soaring eagle, surveys the lands, <br />Can there have been a grander sight; <br />Haast’s splendent raptor in full flight? <br /> <br />Alas man has robbed us of this thrill, <br />For sport he sought this bird to kill, <br />For feathers fine to adorn his head, <br />Birds a thousand lay cold and dead <br /> <br />World’s largest raptor in days of yore, <br />Haast’s eagle extinct; flies no more. <br />Mankind forever robbed of its cry; <br />Gone now from New Zealand’s sky <br /> <br />Another notch in mankind’s gun, <br />Just killing in the name of fun. <br />See how men from every nation, <br />Make mockery of God’s creation. <br /> <br />A time is coming, and coming fast, <br />When all wildlife will breathe its last; <br />God’s creatures we have failed to feed, <br />Forsaking creation…in the name of greed.<br /><br />Alf Hutchison<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/eagle-9/
