Hide Behind Your Mask If You Will, We Are All Killers
Strike the bells,
At half past three,
Hark natures choir,
And then listen to me.
Listen to the trees sing along,
Leaves rustling high and low,
Hear how birds chirp out of
tune,
It's a present from the world
wrapped in a bow.
Details float around you,
But you're too consumed to
see,
To blind with electronics,
From gaming systems to caller
I.D.
You hear not how the trees
beg,
Not you, Elizabeth, not even
Jim,
Pleading for their survival day
after day,
As your workers, or parents, or
children slaughter them.
You hear not the turtle and fish
choking,
Silently they wept,
Deep below, in the depths,
crying,
Till they sunk lower to their
deaths.
Stop harming your home,
Stop killing innocent creatures,
How is that we aren't in jail?
We are all, though some are
hidden, murders.
You kill the ocean,
He kills the animals, stealing
hay,bails and bails!
Yet she kills the people,
And only she is put in jail.
They die quiet and out of sight,
But only she is deemed wrong,
While the rest of you creep
quietly,
Replacing your mask on your
face and carrying on.
Copyright © Abbigale Jordan Mann | Year Posted 2013
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