Crab Leg Utopia

A society

With crab

Legs,

 

Where humans

Can burrow, crawl,

Go side to side,

 

Jump in the 

Air, crawl, stoop,

Bend, 

 

But human nature

Had been attached

With the legs they

 

Were born and blessed

With, so with

Their claws

 

They pinch each 

Other's heads off,

Hide in the sand,

 

Waiting for a kill,

Stealing and crawling

Away with their

 

Bending nature,

As they riot, for 

My experiment

 

My crab legs

Are cut off,

Immobilized,

 

I have been shot,

Down at the

Red Sea

 

And the Red Sea

Of crab leg

Humans,

 

They eat my 

Crab legs,

Slurp on the juices

 

Then the head is

The best part,

As they pull it

 

Off with my

Head, and slurp

My juices,

 

Until my body

Parts are dried 

From the juices, 

 

Crab legs scattered,

And turning water

Into blood, never

To be drunken 

Again.

This poem is about: 
Our world

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