These Eyes Tell the Story


If we see ourselves as living beings

Things are quite straightforward seeing

Yet our neighbors right beside us feel


The bias in this whole ordeal

All animals exist in life

But we commit to bring a knife

Such tragic slicing, with no buffer

We observe as creatures suffer

Can we see ourselves in place

To be dissected, head to waist
We need to keep all life alive

Does it make one feel awful when

They put themselves in that spot then?


It sounds absurd because it is

It’s simply evil to dismiss

All righteousness we've had since birth

We're taught to love all on the earth

Infinite ways to test our drugs


Replace those knives with little hugs

We don't need any sacrifice

Instead some ears to hear advice


And find new methods to survive

No vivisection life or death

So let’s give them another breath.



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