The Trespasser Poem by Travis Lepine

The Trespasser

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The mongrel still is on a leash of sky
Where it ambles
With no cares but liberty
Evading its surroundings
Enjoying life as being.
.The captive stare.
..Accumulating envy.
...Screams and scrutinizing.
But it scurries regardless.

Where does its destiny bring it? —
No where but its native roots
Of freedom.
And like the gusto of a star
It remains.

But with nature's inevitable blow of undesirable wind
The sunny beast is shackled.
Aback, aback, aback.
Its drudgery astray
...Its life is what it'll pay.

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