Do trees cry when you chop them?
Do trees cry when you cut them down?
Do they feel the pain when the axe falls?
Do they bleed when you put a blade through their bark?
I wonder what happens to their roots?
I wonder how they feel when uprooted?
Do they weep when they are gutted?
Are their screams and cries for help lost in the burning pain
when fires light up their unheard screams
Like an unseen bloodstain
by YASSY
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by TONY SINGLE & TETIANA ALEKSINA
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the wind howls
breaks through my windows
during unsocial hours
i’ll goddam sue the wind
what a fucking ruckus
what a fucking mess
glass in my goddam feet
sue you up and down the street
and you, street lantern
don’t wink your light at me
cos i’ll goddam sue you too
as the wind’s accomplice
shady fucking trees
waving so innocently
you too, goddam mongrel
pissing there like i don’t see
and you, crack in pavement
making me jump every day
to step on you’s bad juju
don’t make me superstitious
i hate you, fucking moon
dumbly hanging there
and i’ll goddam sue the air
for clogging up my lungs
i turn my face to the sky
howl like a werewolf
you too, goddam universe
what the hell am i doing here?
and you, fucking neighbour
i’ll goddam sue your baseball bat
and the subpoena in my mailbox
for my howling during unsocial hours
by TETIANA ALEKSINA & TONY SINGLE
© All rights reserved 2024
The fable which I now present,
Occurred to me by accident:
And whether bad or excellent,
Is merely so by accident.
A stupid ass this morning went
Into a field by accident:
And cropped his food, and was content,
Until he spied by accident
A flute, which some oblivious gent
Had left behind by accident;
When, sniffling it with eager scent,
He breathed on it by accident,
And made the hollow instrument
Emit a sound by accident.
“Hurrah, hurrah!” exclaimed the brute,
“How cleverly I play the flute!”
A fool, in spite of nature’s bent,
May shine for once, by accident.
by TOMAS DE IRIARTE Y OROPESA (1750-1791)
Public Domain Poetry
a stray dog drowses beneath the park bench
a high class cat purrs so refined in french
a black sheep pretends to belong with the white flock
a cow chews tobacco, filling the farmers with shock
since democracy was proclaimed at the animal farm
humans have looked on with a degree of alarm
without fur or feather and walking on hind legs
they think animals are no more than ham and eggs
only the lazy underestimate these orwellian times
society has failed to turn from violence and war crimes
the animals have taken note of mankind’s wicked ways
flipper, paw and hoof follow in the footsteps of malaise
can humanity change its ways before it’s too late
will humanity face the wrath of the animal state
does humanity deserve this impending tide of hate
should humanity be spared this apocalyptic fate
by TETIANA ALEKSINA & TONY SINGLE
© All rights reserved 2024
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