by Anon
May your souls be at peace, and once the torture is over...
May you experience the love of the universe.
To suffer through ungodly factory farming conditions...
Cramped spaces barely large enough to move in,
Antibiotics and chemicals force fed along with more food than is needed
to survive,
Stepping over dead and decaying brothers and sisters,
A short life with a certain fate...freedom from earthly and human
constraints.
May your experience only serve to strengthen you spirit,
as it weakens the humans'
For although people have emotional attachments to other animals,
You are as alive as the dove, the kitten, and the trees.
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