Anyone with even half of a brain
Wouldn't put themselves through, again and again
The agony of feeling the heartbreaking chills
Of innocent dairy calves come to be killed
Am I a fool? I'm pitied by some.
It's just that my ears hear a different drum
Away in the distance a repeated refrain
‘Bearing witness is good’ and ‘It’s not in vain’
Look, this world is broken! It must be transformed!
A stranger's compassion is not to be scorned
Somehow in the ether, somewhere up above
It's recorded that dark deeds are countered by Love
© Sandra Isobel Kyle 2024
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