Little crickets hopping.
Unaware they’ve been given a death sentence.
Such a cruel and unusual punishment.
Your last meals consist of a carrot chopped into thirds.
So happily, freely you jump.
Are you jumping for your freedom?
Doing your best to signal me to assist in your jail break?
Or are you ignorant of what lies ahead for you?
I pray it’s the latter…For selfish reasons really.
So you remain unaware until the dinner bell is rung…
And I can move on like I’ve done nothing wrong.