The lonely mouse © (Poem)

Hunger bites, and gnaws away,

Leading to an endless search

For grains and scraps that lie about

The frosty morning earth

The clear black sky pitted with stars

That shine and sparkle and look about

Eyes that watch and stars that stare

But taste of hunger fills the air

Heart that beats, legs that run

To nothing empty stomach will succumb

The nervous twitch, the drop of dew

Danger lurks among the few

Who venture out to grab a grain

And say to themselves, over and again:

I want to live, I want to eat.


Sit in fear and torment,

They watch and listen, then hear screech

The flash of shadow, the beat of wing

Hear the echoes of a sin

I want to eat, I want to live

What a wrong, what a right

What kind of demon lurks in the night

To perch all high, judge, then use might

And give us all a mighty fright.


©Do not copy and edit, or reproduce without permission from the author (Abelia May) and full acknowledgement of the author (Abelia May) and website address

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