Almost persuaded

Sunglasses worn to hide your eyes.

Spinning around using bonucular vision to spy.

Looking around and waiting for any reaction.

Trapped in your own extravaganza.

At the zoo.

The circus.

Animals performing tricks for you.

Cheers and snapping photographs.

Persuaded with pride that they work over shift for you.

Innocents are silent because they cant express the nightmares.

Trapped watching different faces laugh with nothing against them. 

But the Guiltiness is often heard through echoed laughing.

It isn't true they found work here and picked this career.

In prison they are trained to be unreal.

Let them roam their natural habitat.


from home.

Can't leave.


This poem is about: 
My community
My country
Our world
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