A Question
How can I turn from love and live?
Like slippery fish sliding through the water,
the answer evades me, not quite ready
for slaughter.
Maybe I should turn into a canary
whose singing is its culinary,
or a ferocious lion in savannah
with no fear of hyena, or a
long-legged giraffe who behaves
like a chief of staff.
I'm a member of animal kingdom
not a candidate for martyrdom.
I let the bat in my heart to
fly away to safety.
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