Poems about Animals
I am a stray dog living in fear and uncertainty everyday Trying to find a way. Wondering, "What will happen next?"
Friday December 14 before the attendance sheets could be magneted to the outside of the door. It pulls up.
Charcoal dark hooves, They sink in the sand And support the weight of wool. The pure beast shakes its head, brays,
I forced the large bundle of pills down my throat, followed by an ample amount of water drowning out the thin layer of paste coating my e
Mans best friend Free and wild Runs like a child. Loved by all men.
Mass production of the living Of the white veined flesh that many devour From the helpless weeping animals
Where you left me Is where I lay Cold and heavy With dismay. You vowed return And so I wait
Tears, Cascading down my cheek, Pain, Swarming, consuming, my spirit,
There you lie Infected and bleeding There you dream Of a life without suffering A life without pain
Where do we go after we die? Are we all so truly so pure and virtuous at heart