ReincarnationsA Poem by emipoemiIf I could any animal Become postmortem, I Would like to be a fish, and drift About low tides and high. They’ll lure you with their baited hooks, They’ll trap you in their trawls. They’ll sear you in their pots and pans, And stick your scales on shawls. If I could any animal Become postmortem, I Would like to be a bird, and fly Across the boundless sky. They’ll fell and devastate your home, They’ll taint and blight your air. They’ll strip you of your feathering To stuff the winter wear. If I could any animal Become postmortem, I Would like to be a deer, and run Through thicket, glade, and rye. They’ll blind you with their beaming lights, They’ll limit where you roam. They’ll hunt you on Thanksgiving Day, And hang your head at home. If I could any animal Become postmortem, I Would like to be a cat, and dwell With comfort ever by. They’ll carelessly step on your tail, They’ll seldom heed your mews. They’ll amputate your private parts, And poke you as you snooze. Then there’s not any animal Without a threat in life- Not even humans are exempt From hazards, harm, and strife. Thus if I any animal Become postmortem, I Would merely want to be with you, For, then, I’ll never die. -EDP © 2018 emipoemiReviews
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11 Reviews Added on November 18, 2017 Last Updated on June 14, 2018 Tags: poetry, poem, reincarnations, love, absurd. Related WritingPeople who liked this story also liked..
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