animal abuse
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If I had a dime for every animal I currently own in my house, I’d be $1.10 richer. That's not a lot to most of us. Do you want to know what else isn't a lot?
I am an activist because women have no say, because kids think abuse is normal, because suicide is a game; a twisted version of a competition where killing yourself is a form of entertainment.
We all want a companion Even if we deny it, the feeling of need is there Companions can come in any form, they don’t have to be human They can be two-legged, or four-legged, or have no legs at all They can live underwater, on land, or in the sky
thank you
for glancing at me
then looking away
like you didn’t see me
thank you
for kicking me
A bright eyed cat
caught up in wires.
Never sees the sun
Tortured with pliers.
Is anyone listening
Does anyone care
Is animal testing truly fair?
A tiny, white rabbit
Like blood matting fur, the hunger
stems down the spine, sweetest torment.
And echoes in fear, a flash, blind
Contrast – the forest awash with red,
swirling, the scent in the breeze, buzz
I'm shaking and quaking
I don't know what to do.
I hear the steps coming closer,
which mean I'm closer to more abuse.
They hit,they smack,
they yell, they kick.
Theybe until I can't hardly stand.
You are simply divine!
Just look at how your hair, in the sun, shines!
That makeup has not even a single stray line!
I bet you're compatible with everyone's sign!
They give us their devotion and love,
We respond with hate.
They show us their loyalty,
We cast them out on the street.
They offer us constant companionship,
We leave them alone to die.
I don't know what I did.
Don't you know there are laws that forbid.
You leave me bloody scars on my face and pull on my fur.
How many more times will this occur?
A jungle environment
With fists clenched tight.
Clinging onto fig branches
Like a baby koala.
Fingers sharp and tightened,
Like ET,Calling phone to home.
Eye sockets widened,
I have only seen my father cry twice
But the first time I saw him spill crocodile tears
Into the Nile river of grief was four years ago.
Chickens, and pigs, and cows! Oh my!
Watch their life passes by
In cages and pens without air to breathe
Hardly real dirt for their feet beneath
notorious for advertising
secret eyes hide behind
corporate lies, trademark mind
trust in me & faith you'll find
silky smooth, underhand
politely rude fashion sense
The things that make me really tick
Are also things that make me sick
When people neglect any of their pets
Change
It comes in great voluptuous waves that knock back humanity
Or in tiny rivulets that slowly cascade and bring a passive awareness.
Chained in shackles
Nowhere to run
Day and Night
Empty, Hungry
Dry, Thirsty
Harsh tone
Poisoned words
Sometimes a shout
Sometimes a fist
Animals homeless,
Bleeding and unloved.
Only showing bones and skin.
No families, food or shelter,
They live their lives alone.
Here's a story about a cup
lost and lonely was the cup
we found it sitting all alone
Then someone said please pick it up
And so they did and washed that cup
They washed the cup and let it dry
I'm tired of my heart hurting.
tired of my eyes burning.
nothing ever seems to go right
so i stay up drenched all night
in the tears you bought upon my face
and the hurt brought to me from this place
Puppies are crying people denying
blood is bursting love is dying
why do you believe the lie
but why not the truth
If we had time would you help
If we had time would you believe
the truth not the lie
You look around
As eyes just like yours
do the same
All wondering
the same thing
Nothing matters
anymore
Your problems
seem minuscule
As you're whisked away
I saw a honey bee
On the ground, it
Looked as if asleep;
Dead but whole and
Complete. To express
my respect I watched
the sun set next
to it—two meters in be
-tween. Then as the sun
Listen to Me for once in your life!
You don't know what this pain really feels like.
No one knows what I'm saying to you.
All you hear is a bark or two.
I lie neglected all day, every day.
