Rabbits

A poem about innocence, corruption, and evil.

 

We watched them come running up the porch and

You would really love to scorch them

You might just torture them

But as long as they’re willing

The idea is appealing

And you ask me what I see

And I tell you in all honesty

They look like rabbits to me.

 

They don’t know what they’re getting into

Because they truly don’t know you

They think because you smile

That you’re a kind person to hang with for awhile

But they just don’t know

You think as long as it is in their wills

Then there’s no need to run for the hills

No need to go.

 

There they are crouched down in the grass

Watching you creatures pass

And they can run if they want to

But they don’t feel they have to

Because it’s so great to be

And you ask me what I see

And I tell you in all honesty

They look like rabbits to me.

 

 

 

They like to dance in front of danger

But they’re so sweet and innocent

You’re a stranger

And now it no longer matters about consent

You now have complete intent

You’re no ranger, you have no soul

No time left to jump in a hole

It’s time for the final toll.

 

You let the dogs tear and rip at their backs

It’s time for the creature’s final attack

And the rabbits realize it all now

Everything is so clear but they don’t know how

How to get away

It’s all too late, white turns to black

All hope slips through the cracks

Now the rabbits are going to pay.

 

So young and clean they once were

What you’ve done feels like murder

They’ve lost their selves and now they’re me

Reliving and reliving this misery

No longer pure

And you ask me what I see

And I tell you in all honesty

They look like rabbits to me.

 

No matter what, they always lose

 Next time let them choose

Before they ignorantly decide

Tell them why they should run and hide

Because that was once me

Bending down at your knee

And someone asked you what you see, what do you see

And you said with a smirk she looks like a rabbit to me.

Here I am breaking away slowly

And all these rabbits down here know me

That I’ve never been a creature

Though at once I thought it was my feature

Now I know who I am

And I’m not one of them

Let the light come down and show me

I was a rabbit to begin with and now a person to end with.

 

Let the rabbits free!

Let the rabbits free!

That was once me

But if you set us free

People we will soon be

People once again

I know who I am

And I’m only me in the end.