once we visited the zoo.
that was a grand tableau of life
in our cages of strong iron.

on the camera,
we froze the beauty of a small fawn,
the toy for children.

others in other directions,
played with their fingers,
and they reciprocated.

in a corner,
a small kid looked
at a white big cate and

slowly wrote something
on the muddy wall,
zoo is sweeter for our senses
than the suffocation of their dreams.