Animal

A tree living in the sand.

A fox howling with the wolves.

This is how I stand.

Locked tight inside a cage.

An animal, gathering rage.

Waiting for the day to break loose,

hunting down the cagers themselves.

That day will never come, I'll never leave.

So I sit here, from morn to eve.

Everyday, hoping to start a fight.

And if I do, I shall kill the restless night.

Reviews

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Wow.. I really loved this poem, and how dark and sad this is... The emotions are wonderful...the rhymes are amazing, i especially love the last stanza, and "kill the restless night". Love this. :)