Zoo’s the forgotten victims

You see them clutching bars
their mournfulness profound
reaching depths of solicitude
downtrodden on the ground
mortified and disillusioned
by the morbidity
really irreconcilable
depressing such despair
and turmoil and the torment
it is, it is all there
zoo’s give us a pretence
that what we see is right
they saved them from the vagaries
of forest life and night
when life takes on a sinister threat
to one and all
tantamount to a great fear
whenever there’s a call

sorrow and wretchedness
lamentable and drawn
a really hopeless gesture
seemingly no dawn
their faces lined with misery
challenging what’s right
a life of full on purgatory
when daytime feels like night
the memory of the moment
the silence of the thought
here i am so many years
behind these bars
I’m caught
nothing in the future
no where I can go
a primate lost in deep repose
feeling ever low

save me, help me
someone love me
touch me let me know
nobody to talk to
never in the flow
just longing for some company
someone I can hold
someone I can cuddle
when it gets real cold

somebody to preen me
there’s little left for me
than hope that my heart gives out soon
and suddenly I see
the angel of the forest
come for me and take
me off to somewhere safer
and I pray she is no fake