I’ve always hated zoos…the noise, the people, and the sight of the animals trapped dumbly behind bars for the humans’ enjoyment.
he crawls across the rough red ground
moving determined without a sound
he lifts his head and waves it
slowlllyyy
back and forth
tasting the air with his tongue
she walks along the banks
dipping down to drink her fill
stepping lightly on the wooden planks
ears pricked for sounds unknown
they walk and slither and crawl oblivious
for they know not of the obvious fact
there they are, trapped in a cage
a human’s zoo, to be exact
perhaps they long to be released
to the faded jungles of their childhood
as i watch them trudge wearily
on and on, every day
i see them standing, faces listless, feathers still
even the donkey has silenced its bray
their eyes cry out in sadness
their noses nudge the glass
free us, free us
say their pleading minds
take us, please
to greener grass.
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