I made friends with a squirrel
Because I lost hope in humanity-
I made sense of the tales
That I once heard from my family-
The squirrel stared into my eyes-
I then thought:
We’re all equal within the iris
But we only know I-
Blinded by the colors
Of different pupils-
Afraid to risk our own world
In order to see another’s
The squirrel was startled as
The wind rustled the leaves
& Ran off-
Benjamin Michael Clark
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/no-ordinary-squirrel/
