It's too easy for you.
to see monkeys, the cunning one
eye?
Today, I went to visit.
I can see the animals in the garden.
People come and go...
Others run past.
and others standing awkwardly,
looking around.
They are Latinos, Arabs and
few Whites
who sweat constantly
Burning under the sun!
They are women with plaster,
who "runs" every now and then
-but they always ignore it-
and they keep looking around them
to "catch" the eye
of the man who dares
how will he treat himself to something...
I looked with sadness.
of an old elephant
the squinted eyes,
the irons on his legs,
the dust on his body...
Kids, they're running everywhere.
Untouched by mothers
and from the educators,
who swim in sweat...
Next to it, in the cage of a
monkeys,
leaning against the wall,
beautiful, elegant woman,
(the body to rest)
and stares intently
for a man who
"It stings"!...
A little baby
he asks his dad
-You see the tiger, right?
there?
With him, he doesn't answer!
He "shined" in his eye
for a stranger who touches...
I look back...
I look like a panther
indifferent chews
a piece of sandwich
fallen from a hand...
We have all visited
animals in a garden
and, as I observed,
every monkey sees us
exactly the same in the eye...
photo DominikRh, https://pixabay.com
