A new circus in town,
But is it new?
Or have you just not seen it before?
On this field of grass,
Nineteen years it stands.
In this cirus a bear sits,
In it's cage.
Born in captivity,
Will die in captivity.
"Entertain"
They say.
"Dance"
They say.
Poking it with a stick everyday,
Laughing at it's pain.
Red from scratches,
It never sleeps.
Never lets it's guard down.
Every night it prays,
To fall alseep,
And never wake up again.
Feb 21, 2021
Feb 21, 2021 at 5:40 PM UTC
A new circus in town,
But is it new?
Or have you just not seen it before?
On this field of grass,
Nineteen years it stands.
In this cirus a bear sits,
In it's cage.
Born in captivity,
Will die in captivity.
"Entertain"
They say.
"Dance"
They say.
Poking it with a stick everyday,
Laughing at it's pain.
Red from scratches,
It never sleeps.
Never lets it's guard down.
Every night it prays,
To fall alseep,
And never wake up again.