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Animal Rights Poetry and Prose By Heidi Coon

Poems of compassion dedicated to the non-human animals who share this planet with us and the people who fight for them.

My blood will never buy you grace
By Heidi Coon

Youíre just another Sadist case
A military grade weapon carrying disgrace
A grip on compassion, you ainít got a trace
A dirty mouthed smirk plastered on your face
Youíre a synthetic killer; not your natural place
Tears are shed for my kind, to kill me- a waste
For you- comeuppance will come! Post haste!
[The blood of a Fudd, my kind wants a taste]

Your barbaric & cruel killing volition
I avoid your kind [innate bipedal suspicion]
The lies that you tell, paint my kind the villain
Itís you & your ilk that crave my blood spilling
Your eager trigger finger ready for killing
This forest is mine, Fudd. Youíre unbidden
Voices sing my name. You remain unforgiven

Your killing of my kind is utterly senseless
Because I kill deer? Fudd, Iím morally offenseless
While your ilk lack the most basic moral compass
You camo clad, gun toting, bipedal menace
Traps. Arrows. Bullets. Snares. You lot are relentless
Military costumed, faux apex pretentious

The big, bad lore you use to demonize?
A bounty on my head, the greed monetize
Smear campaign chock full of wolf lies
To trap me, then shoot me, then self aggrandize
May my teeth be the last thing seen by your dark, deadened eyes.



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