Love thy neighbor, may it be one who moos…
share the love that is unfounded,
human but not,
when you **** a soul.
a soul of innocence
a soul of life
a soul of love.
****** the knives of despair,
tear down the Houses of no mercy.
soak the lives of the hopeless with love,
sometimes that could be all they know.
dance with thy neighbor,
may it be one who moos,
or one who meows.
bend your back for the ones that do for us,
their time has come.
not for death,
but for a joyous life.
A life that is so dearly overdue,
how could man grow so heartless?
all they've shown was kindness,
how could we not do the same?
beautiful and different,
intelligent and aware,
loving and a fighter,
does this not sound familiar?
the world is one,
we're all destined for survival,
but we've given some no choice to live.
we've hurt them,
and in turn are hurting ourselves,
a punishment in ways.
fight for their right to live,
does that sound so out of tune?
fight with all your might,
and the saved will love man again,
a love that some have depleted,
but its there.
let it grow,
until they can see that we are capable of love.
because right now, all they see is abuse,
but still in turn, they show no hate.
a trait man has long exploited,
put a stop to the suffering!
their suffering is far larger than we can ever understand or even endure.
humanity applies to all souls, not just humans.
until the reversal of this unforgiving hatred,
i see no light.
so we'll fight, fight, fight for what is only right.
for their simple right to live..
- From Poems of the Earth, Love, and Truth.