Thursday, September 8, 2011

The Herd

A herd of cows behind the horse
Draws nearer ominously
I'm wary of these faltering beasts
They act so stupidly

Who are these mindless bovine
Slowly surrounding me
I lay afraid of their fear not mine
As they peer down curiously

Fear grows as they crowd around
I'm feeling their malevolence
I need to get up from the ground
And escape their omnipresence

I find myself pinned to a wall
My pleas for help unheard
I'm overwhelmed can't breath at all
Panicking amid this mindless herd

I turn around and see a door
And reach around to open
Why didn't I see this door before
Perhaps I should look more often

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