"It seems to him there are a thousand bars; and behind the bars, no world."
This poem was the only one to actually make me feel sentiments of sorrow and anger. This mighty panther is a prisoner, confined inhumanely to a very condensed area. Animals have the capacity to feel. In the poem the panther feels hopeless, feeling like there is "no world." Around the world, there are numerous animals being exploited for selfish reasons, and thrown into small cages to live a miserable life. An example of this is cruelty is dog fighting. The masters starve the dog, have them fight to the death, and if they survive, they will most likely return to a small cage to live in a squalid condition. A mix of sorrow and anger erupts in me, as I am angered at the abusers and sorrowful to have such abusers exist in my world. Something has to be done. The world suc...I mean stinks.
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