If I was a bird
I'd learn how to soar
The dark world below
Would be nothing but a dream
My nest would be the trees
That lined the open seas
If I was a fox
I'd live before dawn
I'd have no friends
But competition would be my comrade
My den safe in the night
But my forest has no such rights
If I was a mouse
I'd know how to steal
And I would survive
Because I'd learn how to hide
In the house, I'd be free
It's the only place I could be me
If I was a bee
I'd stay in my hive
With my wax and my honey
There would be no worries
And I'd follow my queen
But would never be seen
If a was a tortoise
I think I'd stay in my shell
No one could bother me
Except for maybe hunger
But while others were eaten in the fields
My shell would be my shield
But I'm not a bird
Who could fly away
Or a fox
With a den
I'm not a mouse
Who stole to survive
And I'm not a bee
Hidden in my hive
Oh I'm not a tortoise
With a hard shell
Yes, I'm simply a human stuck in this world
Stuck here and barely alive
Anyone have any ideas for poems. I've kind of stuck. Please comment.
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Candles of the Night: A Book of Poetry
PoetryA book of all of the random poems I have written. Read through them and you'll be smitten. Updates are random for inspiration doesn't always flow. But often enough because I'm not that slow. Yes, many are written in rhyming verse. Yet not all are...
