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sandra

 

Oh my God, I can't stand what we do!
I can't bear the pain that we put them all through!

The cruelty is rife,
We have no respect anymore for life! We grab and we push, destroy and kill, all the horror, all the blood that we spill.

I can't take all the evil we inflict upon them, we destroy their homes we burn down their den.

We use and abuse, we hurt and we maim.
All for what and in who's name?

Because it's not in mine, these acts that we do,
to believe you are better and can do what you do.

Oh dear God, over and over the animals have paid,
have you seen the rampage that humans have made?

Like a locust, destroying all in its way,
we are like a virus making all other life pay!

We attack and capture, we hurt and we repeat,

We kill and we use, we make it fat so we can eat.

Oh my God, please what can I do?
I cannot bear what is happening, can you?

I have heard them cry and had nightmares, not dreams!
I can see in their eyes, can you hear their screams?

I feel sick to my core,
Can't take any more. 

We must stop all this hell.

No more death should we smell.

The cruelty must no longer go on,
All this hate and evil is wrong.

These creatures, that walk by our sides on this earth,
have a life, have a space, have a right since birth.

We are the monsters, we are the night shadow, we are the cruel.
Intelligent? I think not, we are this planets biggest fool.

Life is not important when money is their fuel,
To hell with what's right, we are barbaric and cruel.

Oh my God, make them see greed and money are not what is right,
bring them from the dark, show them the light.

Allow their eyes to see and their ears to hear.
Bring back in focus what's right and what's dear.

Allow this world to understand all that is bad,
stop all this hurt, all that is sad.
Give all life the chance, allow us to see,
in peace, allow all to live, let them be free.

  • Author: sandra (Offline Offline)
  • Published: August 4th, 2021 07:23
  • Category: Unclassified
  • Views: 12
  • User favorite of this poem: L. B. Mek.
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  • L. B. Mek

    'Like a locust, destroying all in its way,
    we are like a virus making all other life pay!

    We attack and capture, we hurt and we repeat,

    We kill and we use, we make it fat so we can eat.'
    *whoever, doesn't understand
    or agree, to the undisputable Veracity
    imbued, in your poems impassioned plea
    has long - left, their Humanity: behind...
    (timely and Very much necessary
    thank you!
    for choosing to share, dear Poet)



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