Survival Poem by Constantinos Grigoriadis

Survival

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I closed the door and I took a breath.
I was back to my refuge.
Out there was the city jungle.
Rapacious, vipers, hyenas, lions, condors, searched for food.
I felt like a domesticated animal
That tried to survive every day,
Fighting
or running away from the jungle rules.

Wednesday, August 29, 2007
Topic(s) of this poem: animal,city,food,running
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