Troszke poezji wegetarianskiej po angielsku ;)

[balbinia]

Mother!
I am created from you,
from your soul I was
born,

As I grow I forget
about you,
living,enjoying what
rightfully belongs to
you,

You keep giving me
nurture,thru your
wonderful ways,
even that I never
said thanks,

Every day you laid
a carpet of flowers
at my view,
and your little ones
to play with me,

Day after day even with
the pain of blood shed
on your merciful face,
you never stop to give
us our daily bread,

Thank you Mother Earth,
for your support,and
unconditional love,

I will just try to
better to understand
the lessons you are
giving in our life,

Thank you mother,
and one day in your
loving arms I will
come to rest.

Thank you MOTHER EARTH!


Smiling Cows
By Joy

Watch smiling cows eat
Sit with tofu on the grass
Eating cows smile back


We are Them
By Melissa St. John
[e-mail]

I look in the mirror and what do I see?
I see the face of the animals looking
back at me
Two eyes......
One nose......
One mouth.....
We have a heart and so do they
please dont take that away.
We are are all the same...
We eat...
We breath...
We see....
We smell...
We feel...
We are all animals...
We are the same!



November Winds
By Tom Morley

November winds blow across the land.
Men in orange,guns in hand.
Death begins as the sun arises.
Deer strapped to hoods are their prizes.
As the day ends they gather for beers,
to toast the tradition of slaughter over the years.
They brag and boast of the account of the kill,
They say it's the hunt that is the thrill.

To prove his manhood it must be done.
The tradition of death passed from father to son.
I wish that they could only see,
the tradition of LIFE that was passed to me.

At the end of the month they will leave the land.
Drive back to the city in their caravans.
And I will lookout on empty fields of snow.
And dread the time when November winds blow.

c.d.........

[balbinia]

Untitled Life

I
Came to
Awoke
One startling day
I ate pain
With fork and knife
I ate horror
Worse
Because there was
No
Emotion
Ever given
Only
Indifference
To a life
Why did I choose
To change my ways?
Maybe
By chance
It was
Because
One is
Better
Alive
Than dead
And I saw
Love could
Kill
Uncalled for
Deaths bed?

By:Melody Caban



Why?

Sweet and innocent
Young and alive
Look into these eyes
How could you let me die?
For flavor?
For fun?
I have a mom and a dad
Just like you
A family that I love too
How could you let me die?



LOOK

You look in the eyes of your dog...
You love
You look at the cow on your plate...
You eat
You look at the bird in the sky...
You smile
You look at the chicken on your plate...
You eat
You look at the whale on TV...
You gasp
You look at the pig on your plate...
You eat

Look past the flavor see into their soul...
Don't eat
Look past the flavor see the fear in their eyes...
Don't eat
Look past the flavor see them run for their lives...
Don't eat
Look past the flavor see the man with the gun...
Don't eat
Look past the flavor see the bullet in their head...
Don't eat
Look past the flavor see the blood on the ground...
Don't eat

Please don't eat the animals
Just love them.



Veg(etari)an Claim
some people drink
some people smoke
it kills them just the same
and don't you think
that you won't croak
when nothing there's to blame
but i will give
my life to live
a veg(etari)an claim
and nothing take
and nothing fake
and leave you all the shame

[kociamama]

HI Balbinia,

I see we keep meeting on the same forums...

Later,
KOciamama.

[balbinia]

kociamama napisała:

> HI Balbinia,
>
> I see we keep meeting on the same forums...
>
> Later,
> KOciamama.


Oh, nice to meet You here ;) I miss You on vegetarians forum ;)


MEAT IS MURDER („the Smiths”)

Heifer whines could be human cries
closer comes the screaming knife
this beautiful creature must die
this beautiful creature must die
a death for no reason
and death for no reason is MURDER
and the flesh you so fancifully fry
is not succulent, tasty or nice
it is death for no reason
and death for no reason is MURDER
and the calf that you carve with a smile is MURDER
and the turkey you festively slice is MURDER
do you know how animals die?
kitchen aromas aren't very homely
it's not "comforting", "cheery" or "kind"
it's sizzling blood and the unholy stench of MURDER
it's not "natural", "normal" or kind
the flesh you so fancifully fry
the meat in your mouth
as you savour the flavour of MURDER
NO, NO, NO, IT'S MURDER
NO, NO, NO, IT'S MURDER
who hears when animals cry?