Heather Leughmyer animal rightsNumber 6
By Heather Leughmyer
An Animal Rights Poem from All-Creatures.org

Poems of compassion dedicated to the non-human animals who share this planet with us and the people who fight for them.


Number 6
By Heather Leughmyer

The smell of searing flesh and fur
Combined with frantic cries
Imprinted with the number ď6Ē
As tears flow from your eyes.

Numbers donít have pounding hearts
Numbers canít think or feel
A numberís pain does not exist
A numberís screams arenít real.

Now that you are number 6
Your body will be maimed
Then youíll be sent to slaughter
Conveniently unnamed.

Now that you are number 6
Your suffering diminished
You could just be forgotten
This poem could just be finished.

But you are so much more
Than the brand that stains your hide
A victim of a holocaust
With gentle chocolate eyes.

A unique and tender being
Who should have had a name
No other can replace you
No spirit is the same.

To me youíre not a number
Your soul deserves release
With love I call you Calum
Which means purity and peace.

Heather Leughmyer

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