Fastest Living Thing
A swift running athlete, on two fleet-feet,
Runs twenty miles an hour.
A galloping horse runs a faster course;
His hoofs a pounding power.
Still faster is the deer traveling in fear.
At fifty he looks around,
To see a cheetah display seventy to catch its prey.
He’s the fastest four-footer found.
For greater speeds, the sky favors fowls that fly,
With vultures venturing ninety.
Alas, the golden eagle, sleek and regal,
zooms to one-twenty, looming mighty.
But the falcon hawk, ballistic trim, lets gravity work for him
In a vertical dive.
His feathers fairly whistle, for he’s a flying missile—
at one-sixty, the fastest thing alive!
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