Wednesday, January 3, 2018

Dear Earth
By Elizabeth S.

Dear Earth,
I am sorry
For what we, Mankind, have done to you
We reach our nasty arm
Over your vast acres
And gashed, lacerated
Ripped, and slashed,
The trees you buried, fixed upon yourself,

Mankind has raped your lavish land,
Oh, Dear God,
Mother Earth, I am so sorry,
To make room for your animals they have to mass produce,
capitalized,
We believe we owned the beast,
But to a shrieking lamb, who sounds of your child,
Man has decided was for your grill,
Who is the real beast?
Dear Earth I am most sorry off all
For your heavenly, humble, animal
We grotesquely, seized them
From your loving side.
We have turned them into a business,
Mother Earth,
Pumping out,
Everyday, Slaughtering them, by the thousands
Throwing our money at the meat industry
Stuffing our bulky, ollied, bellies, with them,
While products shrieks in terror,
And we eat it, we eat their hemoglobin juices, clots, guts, pus, terror,
Mankind is committing a mass destruction of your children
Mother Earth,
I am scared to tell you what we have done,
For it is too cruel, it would make you believe
Mankind a hollow shell, lack of empathy, sympathy,
For the weak, the ones who can not speak,
Call out for help, to stop, beg for mercy
We our Butchering, slaying, wasting,
liquidation of humanity has happend,
For Mother Earth,
We take your sweet nurslings,
Baby cow’s, not even licked by their mothers yet,
Four month old, sent off to farmer john they go,
The baby's mouth fill with foam
There eyes go white, as they are forced with electric prods into their metal barred cage,
Waiting for the bolt gun, to stun them
Hanging them up by their little foolish legs so,
They won't struggle, which they tend to do more than regular money making animals
So they won't bruise,
So their meat is tender, juicy, luscious,
So you can serve it to your hungry customers
Veal, is this heinous, malignant, Manmade meal.
Mankind has told itself the biggest lie, that this is “humain”,
For i know no man who would see his fellow man shot through the brain,
To stun him, and then slit his throat after he has been hurdle up over the world
Hanging upside down,
And call this death “humain”
But that doesn't matter to man
For he can never know what is it like
To be a animal
To be worth less just because you aren't “human”
To be selfless, innocent,
Feel the terror of a pig,
Or a cow, or chicken, or goat, or horse,
Or a sheep, or a buffalo, or a lamb,
Or baby cow,
As they are unloaded off the trucks with electric prods,
And forced to confront a manmade fate decided for them,
The slaughter house,
Because if you could see what happens inside
You would not eat your cherished “U.S.D.A” certified hamburger,
But mankind isn't forced to see
What our ultimate consumption of this living creature does,
Mankind doesn't see inside the slaughterhouse
Or smell the shit fermenting in the leaky lagoons
So we live in ignorance,
Proclaiming it’s our god given right
We own the earth, and it’s inhabitants,
We are the top of the food chain
We are human
We are monsters
Oh, Oh sweet Earth, i am so so sorry
You scream for us to stop
We can hear it from the screams of your animals
And see the blood, piss, and shit leak into our land
But mankind does not stop
Mankind is sadistic, monstrous,
Wicked, deprived,
And i am just, so terribly, terribly, sorry,
Mommy Earth,
For you nor your pure creatures, never even asked for us at all.

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