Poems about Animals
Perched curiously on a treetop, hiding from zoo goers. Enclosed in captivity, and taunted by animal deaths. Animals don't have choices.
Lie back and whiff the crisp frozen air lingering for a 4 a.m. midnight showing of the moon
Waking up being me,This me just thinks of me,the life that differ,Taking care of the family me,
Man walk around feeling on top,
knowing that they are on top of the food chain,
with no worries
death follows behind
the darkness fill the air
they seek a new leader
but will i be ready?
The beeping of the alarm does not wake me. I"m not shaken. The sun shines bright through my window. I'm not mistaken.
I entered the I AM SECOND spoken word contest with underground christian rap artist, Propaganda.