Modern Dinosaurs (Andrea Kayne's Version)

Modern dinosaurs... Black oil sheen in a morning fog Insects tremble when they cross the lawn Tropical blood, soft songs Ancient eyes in a suburban dawn No trumpet cry, no battle songs They chatter with huffs and head-bobs Soft little grunts like a warning drum When the quiet hunters come Claws like sickles in the trees Wings like eagles, do as they please Tail wag sways like a loyal hound But they hunt without a sound Gentle killers in the grass Shadows sliding as they pass Modern dinosaurs from time beyond Feathered thunder on a pond Silent hunters, reddened face Ancient jungle in backyard grace They adapt, they outlast Gentle killers in the grass Migrants from a tropical green Palm tree predators in a concrete scene They huff and bob, they nod and sway Conversation the reptile way Sturdy bones and confident stride Jurassic calm they need not hide Soft-foot stalking through the yard Beauty brutal, breathing hard Rodents shake but no one hears Prehistoric volunteers Gentle killers in the grass Time itself they will outlast Wings like eagles, faces like flame Every lawn becomes their domain Quiet thunder, scaled in grace Ancient hunger, scarlet face Eating pests as they pass Gentle killers in the grass Modern dinosaurs....