Take me back to a child's sweet heart.
Why don't you find your feelings again?
before cultural indoctrination commenced
before values mattered more than beliefs
Remember when primary colors
of animals we drew had feelings?
culture taught us to scribble kindness out
we ate them to appease our greatest fears
Abject horror brims in subconscious minds
God forbid we make the connection again
what "Christianity" taught us
would go up in smoke
Cultures create gods in their own image
Are Christians ready for a compassionate
Christ?
Friend of man and animal, from the beginning
in the womb, the manger, with the lowly ass.
Moral psychic sensibility lies frozen
next to lamb chops, pork chops and ribs
you hope to feel for animals again some day
tend to no other species now but your own
1999 © By C. Sparkie.
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