Here we go,

[Malu]

yes this is a simple poem about being in this poetry for fun forum

Must be nice
To be free of critique
At least that's what I came here for

No longer confined by bars
As my spoon dug tunnel proves to succeed
The light of day shines heavenly
The gates of welcome beckon

I make my way there
Soaring over mountains of hurtful words
Traveling away from it all
Through valleys of critique
And over the uneasy sea
Through even minds denser than a jungle
There was the toughest to get by
Judgmental jaguars pounced
And burden bears followed
Along with lashing leopards
All the while as an obnoxious tarsier sits back and laughs
Packing a sting sometimes worse than a poison dart frog
But not nearly as fatal
More of a little prick to the finger
Then there was a tiger lacking stripes
No, not lacking courage
Lacking the other color, the other side, balance
A big cat with a rather small brain
Its mind only focused on the black, and not the white
Oblivious to the deer passing before it's eyes
It continues to starve
Searching for anything to consume
It makes the ultimate mistake

I continue on my path
Still embarked for the gates of light
With a few more scars than I bargained for
I have arrived