let

jark

let a crow 

pick the passion 

right out of my eyes 

and let a dove 

watch from the low limb 

or a power line 

let a crow 

caw my poems to you 

from the window of your room 

he’ll sing sweeter than i ever do 

let a snake 

show you the way 

and get lost 

with me today.

let me love you 

when i can’t love myself.

let me love you 

so we can sit alone.

the squirrels stashed my bones,

a nest was made of my hair,

the crow that picked at my eyes,

was just curious what was there,

let the rats run the railroad,

elect pigs as politicians,

let the crabs clean the hospital,

put some parrots in power positions,

let the bulls curate history museums ,

and endorse all the weasels with open hands,

let the cats run risk assessments,

and.. well i trust my dogs behavior.

emancipate all the animals in cages,

what did they ever do to get there? 

let the bears build our igloos,

invite them inside,

let everyone who ever hurt you always tell you lies.

let the humans hurt each other 

savage and starving 

those of them that stop the fighting 

will be shunned for no one can stop self harming.

  • Author: jake (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: May 6th, 2023 17:19
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • User favorite of this poem: Bobby O.
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Comments2

  • Bobby O

    I read it twice as I was unprepared for that last line and thought reading again would get me ready to absorb. It didn’t bit I liked the piece more the second read and now I’m unsure who to introduce it to, some fir my own fun and some cuz they will be glad. Add all this up and it defines why I read poetic verse. Thank you.

  • 2781

    "I said in my heart concerning the estate of sons of men, that God might manifest them, and they might see that they themselves beasts."



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