Let Them Live

Her warm outdoor coat,
And her beautiful feet,
His woolly thick coat,
To add extra heat.
Her wobbly legs,
And instinct to flee,
Are those the animals,
That you see?

She's feeding her young,
He's guarding her side,
She nuzzles his nose,
His head high with pride.
She feeds on the grass,
Peace present in her life.
We shouldn't rip her babies,
Out of her life.

She plays with her mother,
Jumping with glee,
Compared to a tummy,
The wild is so free.
She wants to grow up,
Strong like daddy,
And taste the fresh grass,
It's cool on her knees.

She has beautiful eyes,
And a soft brown coat,
Her tail sways,
And her shadow floats,
Children watch with complete awe,
As baby stumbles to the floor,
Yet stands again, clumsy and tall,
Nothing deters baby,
Not even a fall.

So let them stand, upon those hills,
And let them play among the dew,
Let them live until old age,
Don't ever take their rights away.
Would you snatch a human from its life,
To fill a space upon your plate?
Thats an act of selfish hunger,
And simple act of hate.
Meat is not essential in the world
We live today.
So let her eat her dinner,
And don't take her life away.

Boneata Bell

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