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.