|
 Menu
|
|
|
|
|
Social
|
|
|
|
|
My Life As a Rhino
Contributed by
Dirkj
on
Monday, 20th December 2010 @ 12:15:40 AM in AEST
Topic:
AngryPoetry
|
Eating grass
Nothing to do
It's a beautiful South African summer's day,
A single shot
I fall to the gound
My baby look at me
Bewilderd, Horror, Shock in her face
She turns around and run
God only knows
Where will she go
Run my baby girl , run.
i'm watching her
I'm dying,
Blood streaming from my face
Blood streaming from my face
I know the next day i'll be on the front page
Why can't they just leave us alone
They can't because it's
Money, Money , Money
And they wanna live in a Rich Man's world
Copyright ©
Dirkj
... [
2010-12-20 00:15:40]
(Date/Time posted on
site)
Advertisments:
|
|
|
|
|
|
Sorry, comments are no longer allowed for anonymous, please register for a free membership to access this feature and more
|
|
All comments are owned by the poster. Your Poetry
Dot Com is not responsible for the content of any
comment.
That said, if you find an offensive comment, please
contact via the FeedBack Form with details, including poem title
etc.
|
|
|
Re: My Life As a Rhino
(User Rating: 1 )
by Balmain_Tiger on
Monday, 20th December 2010 @ 05:20:50 AM AEST
(User
Info | Send
a Message)
|
| Yes a wasteful slaughter of a fine animal for all the wrong reasons |
|
|
Re: My Life As a Rhino
(User Rating: 1 )
by Mexy on
Monday, 20th December 2010 @ 02:55:01 PM AEST
(User
Info | Send
a Message)
|
| I had no idea this was going on, but your poem conveyed all the right emotions for this tragedy. |
|
|
|
· 
Poetry
Community
Members
Areas
Reference
Search
Top
Others
