I am their voice
I do not eat my friends
You eat my friends
I can see their ends
Sometimes... people stab my friends
they feed my friends to their friends
I can see their ends
They torture my friends to save their friends
They keep my friends locked away from their friends
i can see their ends
People take the bodies of my friends
they eat them in front of me
I can see their ends
Humans hurt my friends
humans tell me to get over it and eat my friends
I can see THEIR ends.
This poem is about:
Me
My family
My community
My country
Our world