Surely, I am
The more the monkey, mouse, chimpanzee
Is like a human being
The more useful it is for you
To cut, inject,
Burn, slowly starve
And always imprison
To watch and study their reactions
To try to apply to man.
But the cry I hear
You hear, too.
For me, a screaming call for mercy
For you a squeaking wheel,
A tool loudly vocalizing
In need of lubrication.....
But listen again with your third ear
You don't need the other two.
Listen with the ear of your awakening soul
And you many hear your own voice asking,
What am I to do?
~ Ann Cottrell Free, No Room, Save in the Heart
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