13 June 2012
Took to a place I wouldn't normally go, it's name I don't even know.
Just a tiny thing I was, then I was taken within a buzz.
My big blue eyes attract the wrong sort of guys, my mother told me to hide, then she was lying dead by my side.
There were nets thrown over me, then pure darkness, I couldn't see.
When I came round I was dumped hard on the rough filthy ground.
I was distressed, scared and felt quite druggy but to them I was but a pile of money.
Kept for weeks in the smallest cage, one thing stood out and that was my rage for that I was beaten until I was no longer afraid.
After sometime I was brought to my new home it's bigger than my last yet I am still alone.
Ten years i've been here never did I chase another tail just sat staring at the silver rail.
Now I am old, my life's at it's end and still I have not one blessed friend.
The black bars now my salvation for if they were not there I might give in to temptation.
As I lay down to sleep I hear the distance rumble of traffic, oh how I long for my true home the jungle and not that terrible racket.
I don't wake up in the morning and for the first time in eleven years I am at peace and can hear the jungles beautiful beat.
(If you help to put animals in captivity, then you need to re-think your life.)
A Taken Life. • Opuss № I