• gca037

We are

Updated: Dec 26, 2020


This is a dark poem i wrote




We are the butterflies; we are the stars.


we are the cows. If you hurt them, you cut holes in your soul. You thicken the black around your heart. You dominate the world, this is your gift, but you make it easy to see its something you don't deserve.



You tell your self your superior, your not, we are all born equal, equal to every leaf, every drop of rain.


You lie, you kill, you take and take and pretend. You pretend that pets are your own. They are brought into this world by ways and means that you cannot comprehend.



You kill children; they are our children,

Every lamb you pay the butcher to torture every calf you steal to get to the breast.



With are the butterflies; we are the starts we are the cows. If you hurt them, you cut your soul. You thicken that he black around your heart. You dominate the world, this is your gift, but you make it easy to see its something you don't deserve. Take me away from you I cling to your memories, your faith in me I must forget. I need you no more you rape the earth you rape my children, of their future by throwing your plastic in the ocean. And endless spending

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