Cold like Crystal Behind the Glass Wall

listen to my words, cara, we will soon be free from the clutches of our human prison guards�

He looks through the glass
Of the cold crystal life.

Striped skin, it's hard like his head
He's dying to get out.

My human tortures me,
With their claw-like extremities
They bang on the cage.

Beige fingers go:
*Tat... tat... tat....*

They feed us not
They hear us not

Give me my dignity
God save my sorry soul.

We'll be saved, Sister.
Cara gives in, but I give nothing!

Sand so hot
Wood so warm
Water bowl so cold

I can't, and refuse,
To eat the dead lettuce leaves

They look at me
They glare at me
"Eat us, and risk your health!!"

They laugh at me
But all I really can do is one:

Scratch the surface
Only to find:

It does not give in!!!

Author's Note

Tiger and Cara: my two adorable bearded dragons! :) A lot of times, they scratch on the side of their cage... I think they want out.... :S

Reviews

[M Lamont]

I love this! I feel the emotion of the captive and wish i could free them. Nice job and a great write.

[Mrs. Serina Felton]

cool beans!

[Cassandra Holeyfield]

I like it very nice