Hello Poetry
Submit your work and get some sparkles! Create free account
Mom nudged me to the side. We are a happy family, But for some reason, we always have to hide. I’m a rhinoceros so is my mom, We roam the plains, And eat the grass, But when the men come we hide and pretend to be glass. As mom nudged I resisted, She stumbled, I laughed. Then I heard the sound, It was the men, They drove around, And scouted our makeshift den. They raised the stick, Pointed it towards mom, What fun they were finally playing, I was completely calm But mom wasn’t, I didn’t understand, They raised their hand, And a loud noise sounded. I looked towards Mom to see her, But she was now surrounded. They took her away, And left me alone. I’m still a rhinoceros, But I now roam the plains on my own.
0
Feb 18, 2020
Feb 18, 2020 at 9:38 AM UTC
Baby rhinoceros
Mom nudged me to the side. We are a happy family, But for some reason, we always have to hide. I’m a rhinoceros so is my mom, We roam the plains, And eat the grass, But when the men come we hide and pretend to be glass. As mom nudged I resisted, She stumbled, I laughed. Then I heard the sound, It was the men, They drove around, And scouted our makeshift den. They raised the stick, Pointed it towards mom, What fun they were finally playing, I was completely calm But mom wasn’t, I didn’t understand, They raised their hand, And a loud noise sounded. I looked towards Mom to see her, But she was now surrounded. They took her away, And left me alone. I’m still a rhinoceros, But I now roam the plains on my own.
Written by
Feb 18, 2020
Feb 18, 2020 at 9:38 AM UTC
Request permission to use this poem