Humanity is wrong.
Every day,
The hurt,
It wakes me.
I am the feline,
Across the road,
coddled by mange's kiss.
Who am i?
I am he,
The pitbull,
You force to hate humanity.
I am,
The horse,
Beaten beyond recognition.
I am all of them,
Living on the streets,
And dying in shelters.
America,
The land of the dead,
Humanity's holocaust.
Some say euthanasia,
if i could,
i'd hollar genocide.
WE are those animals,
Who only came,
To be sent to the other side.
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