I drive all night The only way I know how to fight I drive all night To search for light
I noticed a possum I thought it was playing dead Until blood blossomed Like a flower out of its head My vision flooded by red My heart filled with dread My mortal anxiety only grew When I realized I have blood too
I hear the deer They're busy snickering and bickering While my emergency lights are flickering They scatter in different directions After possible danger detections They are timid and meek They hide in remote foothills People see them as weak Because their kind doesn't ****
I followed a mad rabbit That made a bad habit Out of always running And digging holes It thought it was cunning And made of gold Until a predatory eagle Made it feel less regal
I witnessed a raccoon eating and called it a thief The next day I saw it lying dead in the street Did my erroneous blame Lead to its execution? That's part of the game In this institution
Every step Could mean death Just by making noises You're making choices There are jaguars and elephants in some places There are humans in others Predators have different faces They could be your brother
On this darkened road I reach a sedentary mode When I approach a herd of stray cattle In my mind there is a reciprocal battle I could ******* a saddle I know where to prophetically lead them But the path of least resistance is freedom Is it really right to use disciplinary order To keep them within a fenced border?
This road is a loop That passes by farms of no fruit Or vegetables for that matter Yet we somehow get fatter Society bloats while it starves Because we refused to see the signs that were carved So mothers start crying And vultures start flying Because everyone is dying We're always making new recruits To drive along this predatory loop
Can be found in my self published poetry book βIcyβ. https://www.amazon.com/Icy-Andrew-Rueter-ebook/dp/B07VDLZT9Y/ref=sr_1_1?keywords=Icy+Andrew+Rueter&qid=1572980151&sr=8-1