Poor Bear

"Are we at the end, Poor Bear?"

It is such a sad sight, thems that hang around in the old maple trees.

They're watching us

as we move far below,

Poor Bear,

with faceless expressions.

Are we like them, Poor Bear?

Thems in the trees,

hanging on with thin ropes,

devoid of hopes and dreams

Empty behind barren black eyes.

Its Like a riddle no one can solve

The one who builds me

does not need me

The one who buys me

does not want me

The one who uses me

does not care.

We were warriors once,

Now, Poor Bear we swing from the ropes we made

in Fractured, faction-less factories

Are we at the end Poor Bear.

Author's Note

I will fully admit this one is weird and creepy.

Reviews

[jacob erin-cilberto]

actually not so weird, but accurate...things are changing...factories soon might be a thing of the past...every thing turning virtual.
And we in general seem to not take what we have with more than a grain of salt...we are so destructive...and the bear part i like because, yes, the poor animals seem to have no place to go...construction of malls and apartments and subdivisions so built up, the unoccupied (by humans) land is being taken from the wildlife.
i see a lot in this.
j.

[Onlyme]

Interesting, strange and weird, evoked visions of a toy manufacturer deep in some far of land in the middle of a forest. Where the workers hate their job and the products they make, and the ones who buy them don't keep them and end up throwing them away.