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The Animal Holocaust

Poetry By: SilentbutDeadly
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This is for Nicolelovesya contest.This poem is dedicated to all my animal friends and fans.I dont know why we kill animals.We all do something wrong so DONT SAY I DONT KILL ANIMAL OR HAVENT BEEN CRUEL CUS I KNOW YOU HAVE!!!!! :(.

LOVE MY CAT LUCKY :) LOVE YA BABZ XX

won round one :) well done poem ;0


Submitted:May 29, 2011    Reads: 98    Comments: 16    Likes: 8   


The Animal Holocaust
"Money, Money" is what they mutter
Why would anyone even bother?
They cannot speak and tell us they are hurt
But we choose to treat them just like dirt
Maybe, just maybe we hear but neglect the ongoing crying
Ending in abuse, unfair punishment, even dying
Why are there so many organisations for man but few in the fight?
They just want to be left alone and stay in the light
Creatures made from the will of GOD own hand
For we are greedy species and refuse to share the land
They deserve to be respected, shown dignity and subsist
Just like we want, even though they were here before we exist
They show us how to have fun
Even inspires us to go for a walk, play and even run
They are willing love objects at any second of the day
Never letting us down and understands every word we say
This interspecies relationship has helped my soul grow
My love should be more animal-like, I'm only human though
An animal love feels like coming from a higher place
Than, the often-times love shown by the human race
Within an animal's warm welcome, true love is understood
There eyes reveal honesty and a pure heart so good
An animal love offers a calming therapeutic feeling
Petting any animal's coat has a wonderful feeling
Bones, meat and money is blocking our brain
Killing voiceless ones one by one just like a train
What's the difference between provisions and cruelty?
One is to survive and the other one is brutality
Why is that they have to suffer?
Is it because we need them for our supper?
Animals kill because the need to endure, not for the joy of killing
But we are destructive in our own nature and do it willing
So listen my people humans kill, defy even their own kind
So think who the real savages are I'll let that come to your mind




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