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Animals.


Those eyes.

Big bold, reaching into our tears.

Sleeping on cement floors,

Pee everywhere.

 

Hear their mewls, their pleas,

For a home for some peace.

Scratches of fevers and barks of fear,

These are no humans but friends, they are dear.

 

Dear. Darling dear. sweet.

But a pet, no a love, no family is near.

There are prisoners better off,

They are prisoners of their own.

 

 Fur

matted…

Hearts

beaten…

 

Let me save you,

Coddled in my arms to free--

Free a dominion of abuse

Of use

Of fear.

 

Let me save you,

Truly shelter you from the-

Shelters,

Truly shelter you from-

Us.

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