The Hunted Fox

The Hunted Fox by Denis Briggs Why do they chase me? What have I done? I hear their hounds baying I know I must run Their horse’s hooves thunder Their wild cries I hear I'm frightened they'll catch me And they'll smell my fear If they do catch me They'll tear me apart And their children they'll smear With the blood from my heart What did I do? To warrant this hate But feed my children And protect my mate? They've killed my father My brother my friend Now they will chase me Till my life they end We don’t kill their children We never chase them So why is it us That they chose to condemn? So now I must run And let them give chase Though stones rip my feet And thorns tear my face If I survive I hope in the end One day I shall find Just one human friend