When we,
the human race,
were young,
we defended
and even killed
those monsters,
the big things
that tore, and
shredded, and
maimed, and
even killed
our young,
our old,
our weak,
our strong,
our selves.
Now,
we feed and
nurture
them, and even build
special pathways
for them to collect their feast,
pathways that we
call roads.
© Kayleen White, 2012
I undertake these writings – and the sharing of them – for the sake of my self expression. I am under no particular illusions as to their literary merit, and ask only that any readers do not have any undue expectations. If you consider me wrong, then publish me – with full credit, of course :)