More Like You

I wish I could turn a blind eye.

I wish I didn’t see the pain.

I wish my heart was cold as ice, never to feel again.

The torture in this world kills me.

Burns me down to my core.

The pain and suffering they feel, something many go through

Every day, feeling the horror.

 

Their bodies broken, beat down and in anguish, 

Their screams unheard, their whimpering ignored,

While their humans languish with the hate in their souls.

 

What I wouldn’t give to scoop up all those creatures,

Heal their wounds and then their hearts. 

What I wouldn’t give to show them all

What it’s like to be loved.

How a tender touch feels.

A warm, soft bed.

A joyous laugh.

 

Why must humans destroy 

What nature has made so pure?

Why must humans punish

Animals for being what they are?

Why must animals suffer at the hands of 

Man at all?

 

If you believe in God,

Then why must you advocate

For the death of His creatures?

Even the ones you claim

That man has made?

 

I wish I could turn a blind eye.

I wish I couldn’t see the pain.

I wish I could be more like you. 

 

But I can’t.

Because if I was more like you,

Their suffering would never end.

 

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