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AUTUMN GREY by Jenny Moxham – 24 September 2007
In January of 2006, I wrote a Blog about Jenny Moxham. See “Jenny
Moxham – A True Hero - 14 Jan 2006” at:
Today – one of those glorious autumn days that I enjoy so much –I
thought about Jenny Moxham’s outstanding, thought-provoking poem
AUTUMN GREY that I want to share with you:
By Jenny Moxham
Submitted by the author - 1 Apr 2004
It's so heavenly in Autumn when the world is all
With russet gold and amber leaves that fall like gentle snow.
And when the ground is carpeted in brilliant Autumn gold,
It's like a new and wondrous world too glorious to behold.
But there's a place in Autumn where no colour's ever seen,
Where red and gold and russet leaves have never, ever been.
A place that man invented without yellow, gold or red,
Where those who dwell within its walls soon wish that they were dead.
The factory farm in Autumn is a bleak and dismal grey;
Grey concrete, steel and cobwebs, each dark and gloomy day.
And every pig imprisoned here shows fear in its face
For the workers beat them savagely within this brutal place.
And tethered pigs have metal chains embedded in their necks,
Whilst others, locked in narrow stalls, can't even take two steps.
And sows can barely stand because of lesions on their feet,
And stressed and panic-stricken pigs are too afraid to eat.
Inside these walls they'll never see a gaily coloured leaf;
Instead of joy they'll only feel an all-pervading grief;
They'll never know the glory of a wondrous Autumn day,
Condemned, instead, to languish in a tragic world of grey.
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No! I see all the beauty of God's creation and I'm joyful. At the
same time, I see all the suffering and corruption going on in the
world, and feel called to help expose and end it so that we may have true
peace and compassion.
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