Poems about Animals
Don’t call me weak,
because a movie can cost me a tear.
I can be emotional, so to speak.
This year has many ups and downs
But the downs are what put me down
I struggled a lot with the deaths this year
It was just 50 years ago, your grandma thought of my people as a lesser race. Animal, humanoid. Today we sit here.
Expectation is experience laced with arrogance.
I would be lying to you if I told you that I expected this.
The songs we heard under the wooden porch
Are still carried in my ears – ringing something awful.
I am here.
In this dungeon.
I fear losing my grip on sanity,
for the longer I am bound to this cage
I never thought I would see a mean cat
It was indeed a day to walk outside
It's fur looked damaged for it did look fat
I’ve always been good at this.
I can pull words out of my head the way kids pick flowers,