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Wilden Free

I don’t like seeing
animals
   in cages or in zoos ..
I don’t like
plants in troughs,
   or in pots ..
They all belong in
jungles,
   or deserts surely ..
Or maybe
some other wilden
natural
habitat, free to roam
and bloom
   somewhere like us ..
On our way to
getting hopelessly lost ..

 

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Neville

Bless you my literary friend Bernadette .. Neville 

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Marion

The last 2 lines give the whole thing a deeply profound meaning...luckily, as to being lost, we all have gods to find us again...phew! x

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Neville

I'm so glad you caught that Marion .. thank you me lovely .. x

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Lorna

Hello Neville 
Running wild and free and getting hopelessly lost! We know ourselves and feel enclosed in our life, yet  still we imprison aninmals for our own benifit, yet somehow we're unable to empathise..or is greed so important to us humans? 
made me think
Love 
Lorna xx

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Neville

Hello Lorna,
thank you so much for stopping by and sharing some of your views regarding the content of my latest little scribble .. I quite agree with what you have left behind .. and in particular, your opinion regarding so many members of our own species .. I think at one level, greed will eventually be the ruin of us .. Hope you and your gang are all well my friend xx

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