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Reaching Out With Righteous Arms |
are you trying to give me a jesus complex
when you laugh at me for being kind?
why not hype me like king or gandhi
since i sacrifice to avoid harm?
i would rather go malcolm on you
scare you into compassion
if vegans carried long black rifles
you wouldn't dare cram pigs into boxcars
or tie down calves in crates
you'd take all the dogs & cats home with you
instead of injecting them with poison
and discarding their corpses in garbage bags
though i sit here calmly like buddha
must i lovingly hug you—
your body faintly exuding the rot of animals
who have at last found peace in your belly?
copyright 2006
Aire Celeste
Norell |
