A Thought of a Frog
If only I could fly like the birds round
The world in joy and excitement, i
Would have been the happiest animal on earth.
If only I have shell and wisdom like the Tortoise,
I would have been the wisest animal on earth;
No one will kill or even intimidate me like this.
If only I am a mammal not an Amphibian,
I would have been better off in life than others.
If only my two hind legs are shorter and the other
Two are longer than the hinds, I would have run
As fast as the ostrich and prop not like this little me.
Had it been this webbed feet of mine are like that of a duck, what won't I achieve on earth when I swim?
I won't have been here if my nose and my eyes are not on my head but on my face like humans and goat.
I wonder why Goats are stupid and Cat lazy whilst they have what it take to get to the peak like men.
These thoughts that goats are unwise form clusters in my mind always and I can't help but cry here.
Why was I created like this?
Why do I have big eyes but can't use them wisely?
I can make my eyes go in and out of the socket but
This I don't like, I want to be like the Horse and Hen!
My ears are rightly behind my bulging Eyes,
My sticky long tongue attached in front of my mouth,
Why? Why? Why is my tongue attached in there?
If you see Mr Rabbit on your way home,
Tell him I need his eyes and ears for an exchange.
Tell him I don't want to be a cold blooded animal,
Tell him I don't want a moist skin any more,
We can exchange environment now; the creator is unwise in creating me here that stink like hell.
I want to drink water like humans not absorbing it!
Maybe if Mr Rabbit reject my offer, you can
Talk to the meek Dove that comes to you.
Tell him I don't want to breathe through my skin again, we can exchange environment for a minute.
I will like it up there where the air is abundant.
I don't want to sheds my skin and then eats it like
A Dog who vomited and returned back to its vomits.
Although it keeps me healthy but I don't want it.
I am tired of being a frog and I can't help it being a frog in this rejected area of life where life is a jungle.
(C) John chizoba Vincent
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Copyright © John Chizoba Vincent | Year Posted 2016
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