My first choice was to write a poem about mammals, involving those that live on land and those that live on water.
I thought the Jackalope, (a mythical animal of North America Folklore) also called a fearsome critter would be a worthy poem, but you'll see that homo sapiens took control.
So, my poem encompasses, what you see, isn't always what you get, and what you've come to know, isn't always so.
Even Small Stars Shine Bright
Diamonds we believe, are a girl's best friend.
Or so we're told.
Except, those diamonds which steal
our loved ones time.
In a game of innings and outings
runs by batting and fielding.
Do, however accept in time
those diamond knives for eye surgery
down the line.
Did you know,
If all the Paris Hiltons
and Kim Kardashians
of the world had poor fathers
and no connections
they'd go from riches to rags
We know, right is better than wrong.
Yet who determines wrong from right?
We idolize those from rags to riches-
But run from those in battered stitches
and clothes torn and tattered.
As if their lives never mattered.
Why must beggars be choosy?
Because evil lurks in places you'd least expect.
Shouldn't every one's dreams come true-
like mine and yours too?
Is that too much to accept?
Isn't fate really up to you
in all that we do?