Redeemer by john clare
Moccasin silently slid along beside,
Limpid-eyed hare struck a frozen pose,
Lanky-legged raccoon hastened stride,
from this foe they know.
Came a man laden down,
in shadow the slithering snake,
in failing to slow and look around,
on his leg the snake did partake.
Hare lived to eat more grass,
Raccoon washed his meal that night,
for the man, while his life flashed,
Moccasin recoiled at the bitter bite.
In the darkness slithers a man-slayer,
it was a strike never meant,
the creatures marvel this redeemer
man whom heaven must have sent.
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