Cage Rage
by sloanranger
I think I'd be blue not gold,
were I a fish in a bowl;
I'd bubble and shout,
"Please let me out,"
and curse the day I was sold.
If I were an ape in a zoo,
I'd be very angry at you.
I'd worry and pace,
throw waste at your face -
Oh, wait - that's just what they do.
And were I a bird in a cage,
I'd be very, very enraged;
I'd squawk and I'd cry.
"Please let me fly,"
my sorrow could not be assuaged.
And were a whale in a pool,
made to act like a fool:
swim round and round -
sometimes I'd drown
a 'handler' or two - wouldn't you?
And it always comes back to man,
we're jailing now, all that we can.
We're so 'tough on crime,'
I can't say that I'm,
surprised, it's got out of hand.
For it's 'as above, so below'
and vice-versa, you know.
It always comes back,
kindness or lack -
be careful of what you sow.
4.12.16
Hi All, a link to an article about a real escape by an octopus (called Inky) from an aquarium back to the sea. Wonderful : )
http://www.theguardian.com/world/2016/apr/13/the-great-escape-inky-the-octopus-legs-it-to-freedom-from-new-zealand-aquarium
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