A baby rabbit, tiny and innocent
Still pink and shaking, ventured out
From his burrow, when the sun hit him
With blinding force, he twitched his snout.
His eyes were yet not open but he dared to move ahead
Unsure, but curious to feel the world around.
The big bad Wolf came drooling at him
Just when an Eagle swooped down
The Hyena laughed a crazy laugh
And the Jackal lurked in the shadows
Death awaited at every corner
In every form, in friends and in foes
He ran back to his hole, ‘tis a bad world
He slid back into safety, shaking his head
'It may be dark, cold and dreary in here
But it certainly is better than being dead.'