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afteryourimbaud Jun 2017
Can't you see
that the fish was gasping for air?

For the sake of your lust,
wanting to have a triumphant end
to such a meaningless contest
you lure it from its world.

How could you inflicted that
on such innocent, lovely soul?
How could you treated its life
as if it is unworthy at all?
How could you even sleep
when you have wounded another soul?

Dead or alive,
you have no right
to irresponsibly acted in that way.

Ignorance, arrogance.

No regret, no guilt.


Yes, because you are all murderers!
oli versaw Oct 2017
it is such a sad thing that people ****
these beautiful beasts, i say
to myself as my eyes lock onto the

mirrored tawny frames of the
animals only a short distance from me.

they did not run yet, one’s
graceful neck turned in my direction
(was it thinking the same of me?)

time stopped
still on that calm
dirt street; three deer in a
row before they
gallop away and i know

this is what it means to feel free.
the deer are far too beautiful
Aaron LaLux Jul 2017
Somewhere In California

Woke up,
somewhere in California,
at a beautiful girl’s house,
a good morning,

with tempe and eggs,
espresso for sure,
a whole meal homemade,
no SPAM no Ma’am just blessings yes Sir,

somewhere,
in California,
Kirtan and gangsta music,
a future of livid linguistics,

I make a poem from these thoughts,
which come from these experiences,
a California Native born,
into a surreal existential existence,

conceived in Hollywood,
which makes everything feel like a movie,
or a Reality Show at least,
battled through this War of World’s in order to have Universal Peace,

see I’ll take a life before I make one,
I guess that makes me an Environmentalist,
people move their mouths making my name appear in the air,
I guess that makes me a Ventriloquist,

how real is this?

Waking up,
somewhere in California,
at a beautiful girl’s house,
a good morning,

with tempe and eggs,
espresso for sure,
a whole meal homemade,
no SPAM no Ma’am just blessings yes Sir…

∆ Aaron LA Lux ∆

from '777' the new book by best selling poet A. Lux
available worldwide here: https://www.amazon.com/dp/1548700746
Lil' Tarzan Jan 2017
Omnivore -

"I can't imagine living a life without my good old steak."

Vegetarian/vegan -

"Oh the struggles right? I can't imagine a cow eating a pig, wait..cows eat grass...

Omnivore -

*blank expression
Steve Page Dec 2016
The Vegan King
Looked across the table
At his son,
Wondering where he had gone
So wrong
And what would become
Of his kingdom
Once he had passed on
His mantle
To a vegetarian.
I misread the title of a novel being read opposite me on the tube: The Vegetarian  by Han Kang.  I thought it read 'The Vegetarian King'.  You take inspiration where you can find it.
Hen
Entirely year
in direness
she rolled
over then
first light
at dawn
went to
horn to
fast and
time stood
with more
ready here
in context
as abduction
is slaughter
with objection
so nigh.
Erika Soerensen Nov 2015
It baffles me how
Many who preach
Pro-life choose
To eat a ham sandwich
For lunch,
Or buy a "pet"
From a *******,
Thus taking a
Life from the shelter.

Then there are those sad clowns
Who think it's funny to say
"Yum, bacon!" when you expose the
Torture and bloodshed
Of some poor animal
Produced for food.

And, we mustn't forget
The good ol’ “humane" farmers
Who raise trusting animals
From birth only to
Hang them up, slit their throats, and
Slowly bleed them out to
Turn
A
Profit.

How can we be so disconnected?
How do we not see the
Magic in every fetus?
The wondrous exchange of
Seed to soil - just as humans -
Creating a precious being
Who also deserves a life
Of liberty and justice?

Whether two legs or four,
Wings or extremities,
Fur or skin, fins or scales,
How can we not see their
Inherent worth?

Such dire disconnect!

We were created the same
Dear human and non-human
Animal friends, out of
Magic and dreams.
We both hunger and thirst,
Bleed and seek shelter, cry out
In pain, shiver in the cold,
Fear, and fight for survival.

We all begin by breathing in Life,
And we shall all leave this earth with
One
Final
Breath.
How is that not proof of our connectedness?
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