Dead On Arrival

I wonder if this bunny,
In its final moments,
Pondered the existence
Of god, of an afterlife,
Of heaven (and if it would
Gain entrance to it).

Or did it simply let out
A wimpy yelp
When the car struck it
And sent it flying onto
The edge of the road.
Only for me to pass
By, minutes or hours
After it landed–
Dead on arrival.

Poem & Photograph Copyright 2012
A. J. Hayes
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