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Zoo Lives

Author Jaya Pillai

Published on: January 26, 2021

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Trapped are our spirits,

That yearn to wander

Down alleys that lead

 To eternal joy –

Like animals groveling

Within cages

That are not even theirs.

Masters set the time

And the race begins,

To  end

When the whistle blows.

Trapped are  we,

As we live other lives

And slowly die within.

Funerals are held everyday.

Do you hear the silent cry ?