Poems of compassion dedicated to the non-human animals who share this planet
with us and the people who fight for them.
Who am I to say
you’re nothing
short of some inconsequential being
that bad things should be done to,
(acts of which I will not name here
nor describe). For you are the ones
I want to empower, you, the animals.
Who am I
to say (like certain others)
that you exist to be sacrificed,
not shown the faces of sunlight
nor human hands of kindness.
Who am I to say
that life which gifted you—gifted us—
hardly matters when Earth calls you—
cries out while humans enter a darkness
of annihilation in ways
I will not state here.
Who am I to be some center,
some geocentric model expecting
revolvements around me to serve
my desires through your pain.
If you could talk in languages
that I and humans understood,
not just in what I feel and honor,
what would I hear?
What would I swallow
as our salvation to burgeon.
Who am I to say
that your lives are what I want to save.
If only I could speak.
If only I had spoken.
If only I mattered, too.
There is time.
©Lynne Goldsmith, 2020
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