Last updated on May 22, 2023
Those visions,
They’re fading away,
They’re creating collisions
With the brand new day,
The birds in the sky,
Now in the unnoticeable waters,
The fish that were free,
Now have left the sea,
The animals that survived till today,
A topic future generations might not even lay,
The infants that lay against their mother that’s lost,
So people can cover the number of their costs,
The animals that stand harmless,
Are turned into floorcloths regardless,
Parts of a beast stripped from them without their favor,
Just so they can satisfy one’s savor,
Then the beast is discarded,
In the same spot,
And helplessly left,
Till it lays on a surface,
And waits,
Alone,
To be perished,
The homes of many,
On earth and in waters,
Quickly destroyed and they’re left,
Alone,
Until they give up,
Just for our satisfaction,
Of taste,
Of pleasure,
Of keepings,
From nature,
But what we left,
Was disaster,
Animals were meant as a gift from God,
One of the best gifts,
But we abused the gift,
So we could fulfill our interests,
By harming them,
So,
Where are our ideas?
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