I Hope They Never Catch Those Cows
You escaped from hell
the abattoir
the killing room
you made a break for it
through a gap in the door
and now you’re running
through downtown streets
and
the sky is racing above you
clouds and sun
you’ve never seen before
the shine
is making your brown eyes golden
and rolling
with excitement and confusion
the sounds of your hooves on concrete
the echoes ricocheting like bullets
from doorways and between parked cars
that you bump into
your heart is bumping too
your breath misty snorts
your large head turning
looking at your sisters
running with you
hardly believing what is happening
people are standing on the edge of the streets
like cheerleaders
singing clapping
and waving their arms
rooting for your quest
urging you to freedom
forgetting
that yesterday they were
or
tomorrow they will be
stuffing their faces
with
steaks hamburgers ribs chops hot dogs
and filling their coffees with stolen milk
so you keep on running
and
I hope they never catch you
.
.
Posted Jan 2, 2023, 9:03 PM UTC