“Hell To Pay”
Christine D ([email protected]
A viewpoint on animal abusers

Even in death, hear the whimper & sigh,
Hear it even in silence, everyday that goes by
A blow to the ribs, a kick in the teeth
A punishment served daily -
A pure diet of grief.
The Saint for all animals, if that title was mine,
I’d show you no mercy in your box made of pine.
An eye for an eye is how your story would go,
So you’d know the pain of each hurtful blow.
Woe to you know ... may it be on your head
t’was not the animal who died
but you that is dead.

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