Animal Cruelty
We think they don’t understand
That they don’t think like we do
That they don’t care like we do
That they don’t feel like we do
But that’s not the truth
They know what’s happening
Hungry pets in the streets
Who thought they were saved when they were bought
Only to find they were better off not
The sad thing is, that’s only half the problem
Pigs, cows, chickens and more
Being abused by workers
Just for the fun of it
Being kicked
Getting sick
But they have no choice
They have no voice
They can’t stand up for themselves
So who will?
Death
You can view it many different ways
Beautiful
Ugly
Is is a end of one life but a start of another beautiful one?
Is it a sad, horrible thing that destroys other lives?
Can it be both?
You wonder why they left
If they had a choice
You wonder where they went
If they went anywhere at all
You can only wonder...
How I Write Poems
I sit there
Staring at the little blinking blue line
Two minutes
Five minutes
Still nothing
Ten minutes
Twenty minutes
Will I ever think of something?
Thirty minutes
Ah ha!
Never mind
Forty minutes
Will someone give me a prompt?
fifty minutes
Sixty minutes
Done.
An hour
That's all it took
...
Should I publish it?