Trapped

Going to the zoo is always a guaranteed fascinating time spend with your family. This trip to the zoo, however, I thought a little more in depth with the animals. Instead of just being entertained with these once wildlife beasts, I had pity upon them. I wondered what it could be like to spend your whole life enclosed, in a cage. To just see countless faces a day stare at you and snap bright lights. You walk and see a huge animal like a lion; the king of the Savannah. In his enclosure, he did not walk with pride and grace like he should and there seemed to be sadness in his eyes. I know that most of the animals that are put into the zoo are ones that are incapable of surviving out in the wild, but I wonder. If they did have the choice, would it be death,or a life in a cage?? Which one is really the suffering? The life or the death?