Poetry Post 60

Pigs-Male Teenagers
We know we are so smart
But that says nothing of our heart
We keep dirty just to keep cool
Ridiculed by some ridiculous fool
They say we're ugly and only fit to die
So they lock us in some smelly old sty
So we just soak in the mud wallowing in pity
Knowing we could be pets if only we were pretty
All we have is filth to keep us happy
But we are condemned never to be free
So why look up to the sky beyond our pain
When you know we will drown looking up at the rain

Lonesome Wolf III
Yet he still wanders across woods and plain
How he yearns to be accepted once again
But then he suddenly finds peace in the silence
And no longer is his loneliness so intense
He sits in the silence of the field of peace
His heartache is now beginning to decrease
The moon and star helped the wolf another way
Just Jehovah helps people so much each and everyday

The Aloof Connection
Do you know what it feels like not to be loved
To be and not be part of
To live in a cycle that'll never end
To be an acquaintance not a friend
To see, to feel, to desire, but never achieve
To have knowledge and be too cynical to believe
To barely exist, just inconsequential mass left to be
Then you have a connection with me