Copyright Jim Willis 2002
'Tis lonely here in prison,
I dream of sun, of fields,
I saw them from a window once,
but I don't know how they feel.
I've never known a caress,
a friend, a bone, a toy,
I'd happily companion,
a human girl or boy.
But some men have decided,
with selfishness and greed,
that my fate shall be a cage,
and for my keep, I'll breed.
What should fuel this folly?
My kind may bark in vain.
We care not for your commerce,
and few know of our pain.
We're hidden well from justice,
for our freedom some may cry.
God grant me, please, just one request -
Let me play once before I die.
Dedicated to the millions of animals who never knew
the sun and fresh air, those regarded as property, and
who profited human bank accounts. Please help change
laws that ignore animals are sentient beings deserving
of guardianship. Help stop the lobbyist and illegal
activities of puppy/kitten mills and petshop trade
associations, and some animal registries that allow
this incredibly cruel situation to continue. Visit the
websites of national and international humane
organizations who are waging campaigns against this
abuse (such as http://www.idausa.org
), then write a
letter to your local editor and contact your
legislators and ask them to pass laws against large
commercial breeding operations, animal auctions, and
Jim Willis, author of
"Pieces of My Heart - Writings Inspired by Animals and Nature"
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