Beneath the Quiet Earth

(The rabbit and the tortoise) "Some things happened today, More will unfold tomorrow But have you ever asked the rabbit, Why he hides in a burrow? Once, he roamed above the ground, Proud, swift, and free But the day he lost the famous race, He found no place to be. It was a spectacle for all, A tale to bring delight, Whispers spread from town to town, "The rabbit’s lost his might." They called him slow, they called him weak, And mocked his every stride, He couldn't find a remedy, So in his hole, he’d hide. But let me tell you, truth be told, He never lost that day He simply didn’t take it seriously, And let his dreams decay. It wasn’t speed that sealed his fate, But sleep, a foolish drift And so the world laughed heartily, At the rabbit, once so swift. He never meant to lose his pace, Nor wear the shame and sorrow Now he burrows deep, to escape the world, And dreams of a brighter tomorrow."