Watch

I stop at the sound of his breath

watching my every subtle move

I turn with the frantic wind

as I try to hide

but it is always there - his breath on my face

making me sweat.

We are free for word

but poked and prodded like animals in our natural-un-habitat

with no right to live

our own.

I must do something - we all must

us creatures they once called human

or burn

in this 'control' experiment

I feel the bomb ticking now,

urging it to blow

up

this

unfaithful

world

into smithereens of help