I am awake in a far distant part of the world
Where parrots chew clay and squawk in compound sentences
About such things as finances and expansive budgets
And the detrimental effects of global climate change
On the shrinking population of small arthropods
While failing to notice the undeniable
Increase in their own contemptible individual ranks
In that they both are always characterized
As similar if not one in the same
I am awake in a far distant part of the world
Where greedy rodents lay claim to all the cheese
And yet there are no shortages of wheels on which to run
Like so many fat hamsters and gerbils with gout
The multitudes cover their offensive smell with cedar chips
And drink bottled water from the well
To loosen their stools and wet their tongues
Yet thirst is still thirst no matter how much you quench it
I am awake in a far distant part of the world
Where lions and tigers prowl undercover of the night
Jumping out at herds of red meat on the lamb
Trying desperately to distance themselves from the dry cereals of cohabitation
While continuing to remain true to their very nature
I am awake in a far distant part of the world
Where the only wild animal left is me….
Ted - Darwin's survival of the fittest is now dependent on avoiding human 'civilization' and hiding out with the few animals that are left. Well done! Cheryl
'Yet thirst is still thirst no matter how much you quench it'.. thank God you said it - cause i was about to! A very effective piece, Ted. Dramatic, poised language. Comforting in a strange way. best care. ~~sjg
I am awake in a far distant part of the world Where the only true animal left is me…. you hit with a sledgehammer at the consciuosness of a sleeping man.. awake only in someone elses dreams..full marks sir..
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I would like to translate this poem
All the animals are in a Zoo... The only one outside...is you! And yet, there are times when I feel that people are being Zoo-kept as well...where every move we make is orchestrated, and like the rats in the maze...the bell rings, and off we go...or like race horses, who fight being put in the chutes, but when the bell clangs...off they run. If you don't believe this...watch TV for a while, and you will see that we are being put in the chutes too...every day of our lives! ! When it becomes a struggle to find a patch of woodland to walk about in freedom in, then the chutes will be full.......