there were 17 of you
riding on a little bike
going to where life
is better and brighter
i know, i know
life is unfair, and i’m sorry
that you didn’t get to see it coming
your souls are blessed
and your courage are tested
i hope the best
for you in the after life
i hope your sounds will haunt
the killers until the day they die
you were smiling before
and I hope you will smile after
I’m sorry for the humans
who forced death on you
we’re not the human kind
because there’s nothing kind about us
I’m sorry I couldn’t do anything
that you thought you were men’s best friends
but after all, we all let you down.
t.l.
there were 17 animals who were forced to be put down by puppet local enforcements just because their owners were tested positive with covid-19.
im a useless piece of trash who couldn’t do anything but write a fucking poem about it.
Tsunami of Words 