Scent of dog

Scent of dog, scent of man
Closer closer smell them coming
Hot breath, hot death
Closer closer hard the running
Tongues pant, hearts thump
Closer closer through the fields
Teeth snap, bones crack
Closer closer at my heels

Nearer yet and nearer
I can feel the poacher's knife
He is running for his dinner
I am running for my life