The Endangered Hines Emerald Dragonfly


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Copyright 2005 © Ronald W. Hull


The dragonfly flies against all odds,
Silently above the lake.

Sun glistening off whirring wings,
Grateful for its mosquito take.

Yet there is something sinister
In its movements, something in its eye,

That makes us want to avoid it,
As it silently slips on by.

Is it the grotesque appearance?
Like some dinosaur that can fly?

Or is it something far worse?
Watching on the sly.

For we all know he is watching us.
Watching, bye and bye.

With his little camera recording,
Each time we cheat and lie.

Big Brother is not far from home.
Big Brother is in the sky.

Watching as we frolic by the lake,
From that pesky dragonfly.