An Unknown Voice
By Joann Paredes
I'm getting sick
of sleeping in my own vomit.
Every night,
I cry myself to sleep.
Everyday,
They starve me even more.
I don't want to be killed
for humans food.
I have my own life,
and I'd like to live it fully too.
But the hours are too long;
The days are running out
for me to live this horrible life,
they should just kill me now.
I hate seeing the others suffering,
everyday I hear their last cry.
I hate being an animal,
though today is my last day.
In later life,
I hope to be a human;
to teach the world
about animalssuffering.
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