Saturday 7 July 2018

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

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