I sat on a rock
And starred at a duck
If feathers ruffling in the breeze
It's webbed feet keeping it still
As it paddled in my view
That duck starred right back at me
It's beautiful gaze meeting mine
A pleading look covering its face
Yet it didn't fly away
It stared at me, another creature
In its world, a harmless organism
We love them and paint them
Capture them in a pretty picture
And little do they know
Those toxic ponds and broke homes
Are all our mans doing
It stared at me unknowingly
Incapable of understanding
Or if it did it didn't show it
In its tiny duckling face
We tear their home
To make room for us
The most brutal race
And yet this duck
Came waddling up
Not knowing us for what we are
We are human
We are predators
We are destruction
In its finest hour.
Oct 23, 2014
Oct 23, 2014 at 10:48 PM UTC
I sat on a rock
And starred at a duck
If feathers ruffling in the breeze
It's webbed feet keeping it still
As it paddled in my view
That duck starred right back at me
It's beautiful gaze meeting mine
A pleading look covering its face
Yet it didn't fly away
It stared at me, another creature
In its world, a harmless organism
We love them and paint them
Capture them in a pretty picture
And little do they know
Those toxic ponds and broke homes
Are all our mans doing
It stared at me unknowingly
Incapable of understanding
Or if it did it didn't show it
In its tiny duckling face
We tear their home
To make room for us
The most brutal race
And yet this duck
Came waddling up
Not knowing us for what we are
We are human
We are predators
We are destruction
In its finest hour.
This was a response to Ena Alysopriono, thanks for the challenge. When I couldn't think of what to write it was a fun creative thing to do. :)
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