Poems of compassion dedicated to the non-human animals who share this planet
with us and the people who fight for them.
There's rosemary,
that's for remembrance:
pray, love, remember.
(Hamlet, Act 4, Scene 5).
Is this the way to welcome in the spring, the season of new life, the miracle of newborns - with their bloody slaughter? With the destruction of baby animals, and the devouring of their ‘roasted’ bodies, (spiked – for good measure - with rosemary)?
500,000,000 lambs (and sheep) are killed globally every year, with a significant increase at Easter, Passover and the mass slaughter that marks the end of Ramadan.(1)(2)
©Heidi Stephenson, January 2018
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