morning barks
lead to an injured rat.
killer!
© Rachel Green June 2024
the rat trap I set
caught one of the garden rats
but didn't kill it;
just left it trapped
and screaming in terror or pain,
confronting me with the consequences.
What to do but to kill it?
Letting it go would leave the dogs
free to terrorise and maul the poor bugger
who had a right to live just as much
but killing it meant I had to be active
in the little chap's destruction
and I couldn't crush it
ot cut off its head: I could probably kill a person
but not an innocent
so I dropped it in a bucket of water
and watched in sink, terrified,
into the depths.
Was that kindness or not?
© Rachel Green June 2024
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