Rats

Location

20059
United States
38° 55' 18.4008" N, 77° 1' 11.0748" W

My rats are sweet

but they usually face defeat.

When people judge their faces

after previous disgraces.

They did not ask to be rats.

 

My rats are playful

but seen as shameful.

When people enter my room

it's like facing their doom.

They did not ask to be rats.

 

 

My rats can't speak

but if they could the truth would leak.

When people hold my pets

they no longer need to fret.

They did not ask to be rats.

 

This poem is about: 
Our world

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