The haunted look
in the eyes
the plastic tags
in the ears
the bit of grass
in the coat
of a tender soul
behind bars
*
One day
the haunted
will arise in glory
their souls ablaze
with triumph
*
One day
we will pay
our dying hearts
haunted
by the very souls
hunted
by the likes of us
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I am unable to understand why anyone who puts animals in these situations can not be haunted by what they see and feel. I guess they don’t really see or feel. And one day they will be forced to. God tells us that. I believe that. I am leaving a quote here that I think of in theses situations- Life is as dear to a mute creature as it is to man.Just as one wants happiness and fears pain, just as one wants to live and not die, so do other creatrues. The Dalai Lama
Love Yisraela
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April 30, 2013 at 4:13 PM
Thank you for writing. Wonderful quote. I will keep that one.
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April 30, 2013 at 5:37 PM
Ellen, this is beautiful x
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April 30, 2013 at 5:31 PM
Thank you, Violet and will get back to your posts. Life got in the way, a death in the family so I am slowly coming back to the blog. Thanks for your comment– means a lot from you. xxx ellen
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April 30, 2013 at 5:39 PM
I’m so sorry for your loss. There’s nothing helpful I can say, but I am thinking of you and hoping you’re smiling again soon xxx
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April 30, 2013 at 5:53 PM
Thank you so much! xxx
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April 30, 2013 at 6:35 PM
I hang my head…
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May 1, 2013 at 8:29 AM
Me, too. I hang my head also. I still eat chicken, fish and dairy. And we kill mice that come in the house with poison pellets. It’s awful! Just awful! Have tried other ways. It seems hypocritical of me to write these poems but I feel the need to start somewhere and I stopped eating beef, lamb and pig some time ago for moral reasons.
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May 1, 2013 at 8:55 AM