It is true! I actually am posting a poem today!
Here it is. I wrote a while back, it’s called “Questions”.
Does a weeping willow know only feelings of sorrow?
With its branches ever drooping,
swaying sadly in the breeze?
Is a heart trained to know only love?
When it feels pain,
does it shrivel?
Does the alley cat wish for love and abode?
To, for once, be cherished by someone dear?
Does a head of cattle know it’s horrifying fate?
That it will soon become dinner?
The answers lie deep.
Some questions remain questions.
Do unanswered questions feel neglected?
Hurt in a personified way?
Omniscience, the only way to know for sure.
Though none have such knowledge.
–Lindsey LaBrie (LinLaB7)