Abandoned Animals
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Aware the vacant look
of sweet-heart eyes
and adoring soul...
Remember,
past hurts
to choose trust
before you
will forget me...
With the waves of the forgotten,
Dear outside world,
I watch from the inside
as everything passes me by,
noises and people and my family,
I’m here,
trapped behind bars,
afraid and hungry,
They take so much and never give back
I feel as though we are under attack
My home my family now all gone
I cannot even sing my pretty songs
Running away from those who take
I can be calm or fierce,
as soft as a feather or as sharp as thorns,
midnight black or white as snow,
weak as grass or strong as oak,
In my town
Animals are left behind
By visitors who "forgot"
The giant dog from their back seat
Or the cat that sits on their shoulders
As if they were merely a toy
Or a trinket
Or a shirt
Pounds are for forgotten animals, whose lives have now gone from bright to gray