It’s insane – a poem

It’s Insane

 

It’s insane

Does a plant feel pain?

 

How would we know?

Does a plant run away?

Does it scream?

Does it laugh and play?

 

Is it human?

Is it sentient?

Does it think?

Do it’s emotions foment?

 

From its roots to its shoots

Does a plant have feelings?

When its skin ends up

Among the peelings?

 

Do its senses flip-flop

When its body’s for the chop?

Does it know what’s coming

When it hears the chainsaw humming?

 

Does a plant possess intelligence?

Does it have common sense?

Or is a plant as dead as wood?

Merely growing as it should?

 

It’s insane

Does a plant feel pain?

But how would we know

If it doesn’t show?

 

Opher – 3.2.2019