RABBIT

I am small,

and I am bleak.

I have eyes

that cannot see

anything but the orange,

The orange that looms

Over a home-

A home that is not, and cannot, be mine.

I feel it now, it's menacing presence

It's commanding demeanor

And it's all-important gait.

Threatening, traitorous, thundering-

that is my world.

I have eyes, yet cannot see

the Love, the Light, the Harmony.

Threatening, traitorous, thundering-

That is my world.