Must hide
Near farms, I stand
A paddle in my hand.
Look around and observe
Animals and farmers.
Wonder what I would say
If was sheep or cattle.
What if was kept in cage,
Carried by tractor?
What if mad driver
Took me to a butcher?
Drowned in my thoughts, I
Forget all about job!
Do not like to serve men,
Mankind is brutal!
Kills nature, animals,
As fungus and a wild.
Steps on Natives' neck
As savage and pagan.
Prefer to get lost
Or depart, go to hide.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Sometimes, it's good to get away from it all. Great poem, Nassy.