Beings

Beings


They're frightened.
Little hearts beat in alarm
Little lives form a death drum -
One after one after one
They drop off the spectrum
Of beings who feel
Because humans don't feel
It's a problem.
So the animals fear,
Understand,
While humans become numb.




Copyright LJ Ireton 2018

Comments

Popular posts from this blog

This morning I saw seagulls

Under the Sun

Fierce in the sky