Once,

I went to the zoo—

The animals were overcrowded, and it was full.

It took a full day to see it all.

I was young,

It was like an early epiphany.

The zoo was also full of people wandering,

Some with families, some with friends,

Some with girlfriends, some with boyfriends,

And some alone, as I was.

There was a tiger in its pen,

Stripes matted with dirt

Who paced around,

As if to change his view of the world

Outside the cage.

Glee among the crowds,

Small children crying.

Some were angry, others were in awe.

Some imagined the caged beast as living free.

The life of the tiger,

Sold each day

For your joy.

Imagine a monster in the wild,

The men who bought its freedom

Grow richer.

Imagine those who let the cage crumble.

Maybe they still thought the animals would be

Sheltered and well fed

That their life could be good

Without looking out onto the world.

I visited the beast, with everyone else

But was met by heartache and sorrow.

My humble suggestion to the world:

Let the animals free.