A vegetarian point of view!
She ran down the street,
Cradling gently something in her hand,
Something precious, beautiful and sweet,
Something she could understand,
How is it, I asked myself a little child?
Is refuge to a little bird?
That flew in from the wild,
How is it that this little one would know?
Excitedly and in glorious happiness,
So proud and anxious, us her friend would show,
How is it I ask?
What takes place, when time proceeds?
That little bird now big,
She twists it neck, to fix her kids some eats,
What takes place?
Is innocence only in the young?
Is our guts demand, that strong?
What happens in the heart and mind?
For stomachs sake,
To others happiness go blind?
Value more that, which is ours,
That which is our flesh and blood,
Just to stretch those short lived hours,
Where does it end?
We sell our soul, to feed our body,
What favour have we parted them?
Have we taught them to be naughty?
Where did it start I ask,
That demon need, to kill,
Some other creatures have no choice,
Yet God gave us free will!