A Donkey's Tale

I see your stare, I see you care I see your pity I see that you almost dare… Tears fill my eyes, sadness is etched on my face Look upon me and see deaths embrace I feel it in my aged bones, one day soon, I'll be free Death will be my escape, hopefully… Still I have many pain filled days to bear The weight of the world upon my shoulders Scraping and scuffing are the burdens holders Sun pounds down, I'm weary beyond belief I crave some water, some shade… anything for some relief Instead I'm rewarded with another pack on my back As my aged blisters begin to crunch and crack Knee's about to give, I try not to tumble I hear my master's irritation, I hear him grumble His angers building up as usual, I hear him rage n roar I try to set off, but I just can't move no more I see his anger, he raises his whip, It stings, it hurts as it's brought down on my injured hip I wait for the next, it never comes. I see him frown As I struggle… thrash… bumble… and fall Seems to take forever until I hit the ground This time I know it's over, once and for all After what seems like forever, the dust settles around… Eyes barely open, I see him run as he gets me a drink Water tastes nice, but it's not enough this time… A look of sadness crosses my master's face, also regret I think I feel it's too late, I'm just too tired and weary At last the rest I desired has finally come and I can sleep I feel myself going my eyes are getting bleary I feel for my brothers, who suffer and who have yet to endure For this hatred, anger, abuse and cruelty, I pray for a cure