Albino Hawk

Above a crimson sun-raise. Albino Hawk can soon fly. He spots its prey, from miles away. I'd dare say. His swooping,swift, and sudden, Entrance is frightening. We squint with inferior eyes. Upwards towards brilliant sky. Grasping His awesome feats. So enlightening. I'd dare say! Dumbfounded! His weakness builds His strengths, Compounded! I'd dare ask. If this progression lasts, Will some day Hawk-eye, overcome us? Somewhere from the third row. Sits Darwin's eyes aglow. Saying, "I told you so." Just God Who says , "Not So." And Id' dare ask. "Does Hawk-eye own a soul? You should very well know. The nature of His game. His assent more mundane. We should very well say. If truth we could grasp. Just ask.