I believe that my cockerel Arlo, only makes such a racket in the morning because he knows it annoys me!,
But others might enjoy the natural alarm clock.
I believe that the clouds are infuriated, having to look down on humanity ruining the world, they may think of ways to stop us,
But everyone knows half the damage has already been done.
I believe that the soul stays with its dead body when we die,
But I know others believe differently to me.
I believe that all animals could live happily just if us humans changed our ways,
But its still so unfair on all the animals who have already gone extinct because of us.
I believe this poem is good,
But I’ll have to wait and see.
By Eleanor
