As I lay in the sunshine, lush grass beneath me...
blue skies and clouds so beautiful to see...
my family close by to love and teach me...
not a care in the world in my little mind...
but that's all to change in a very short time...
everyone runs and screams fill the night...
they've come to hunt us and take our lives...
my mother she guards me with all of her might...
she charges and lunges, I cry from my fright...
she falls to the ground, her wounds run deep...
why have they done this, oh mama don't sleep...
I need you to help me, don't leave me alone...
they'll put me in chains, take me far from home...
they say we can't live here, there's no room for us all...
that's why they shot us, they call it a cull...
mama sweet mama, I miss you so much...
and because of this cull, i'm starved for your touch...
I know God loves us, he created us ALL...
and he can't be happy with all that he saw
I've dreamt of peace from the human, who has no love for me..
I've trumpeted out to God, have you forgotten me?
I fall to the ground in agony, from the bullets in my spine
Run my family run! you can not save me, my life is done
I pray to you dear God in heaven, please keep my family safe..
From the hunters and their guns, who kill us for fun
I lay on the ground with tears in my eyes, they saw off my tusk while i'm still alive!
I close my eyes take one last breath, it's peaceful now the pain has left.
MY LIFE OF MISERY
When you go to the circus, can't you see me cry?
I'm sad and I'm lonely, I wish I would die
I miss my family and my mother's sweet touch
they chain me and beat me and scare me so much
I want to be free like i'm supposed to be
but they make me do tricks and hurt me so
they won't let me go, i'm the elephant in the show
everyone's happy but I've cried many tears
but no one sees me though I've been here for years
come to the back of the tent where I stay
see how I suffer, I bob and I sway
I need to be free with others of my kind
the circus will drive me out of my mind
if you love me help me! help me be free
please don't support the torture of me
don't go to the circus, my life of misery
This was found in his diary ,
Dear God, I promise I will never waste my food no matter how bad it can taste and how full I may be. I pray that He will protect this little boy, guide and deliver him away from his misery. I pray that we will be more sensitive towards the world around us and not be blinded by our own selfish nature and interests.
I hope this picture will always serve as a reminder to us that how fortunate we are and that we must never ever take things for granted.
“To the world you might be one person/creature,
But to one person/creature you just might be the world".
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A Prayer for Animals By Albert Schweitzer
Hear our humble prayer, O God, for our friends the animals,
especially for animals who are suffering;
for animals that are overworked, underfed and cruelly treated;
for all wistful creatures in captivity that beat their wings against bars;
for any that are hunted or lost or deserted or frightened or hungry;
for all that must be put death.
We entreat for them all Thy mercy and pity,
and for those who deal with them we ask a heart of compassion
and gentle hands and kindly words.
Make us, ourselves, to be true friends to animals,
and so to share the blessings of the merciful.
A Dog's Plea
Treat me kindly, my beloved friend, for no heart in all the world is more grateful
for kindness than the loving heart of me.
Do not break my spirit with a stick, for though I might lick your hand between blows,
your patience and understanding will more quickly
teach me the things you would have me learn.
Speak to me often, for your voice is the world's sweetest music,
as you must know by the fierce wagging of my tail
when the sound of your footstep falls on my waiting ear.
Please take me inside when it is cold and wet,
for I am a domesticated animal, and no longer accustomed to bitter elements.
I know no greater glory than the privilege of sitting at your feet beside the hearth.
Keep my pan filled with water for I cannot tell you when I suffer thirst.
Feed me clean food that I may stay well to romp and play
and do your bidding to walk by your side and stand ready, willing and able
to protect you with my life, should your life be in danger.
And, my friend, when I am very old and I no longer enjoy
good health, hearing and sight, do not make heroic efforts to keep me going.
I am not having any fun. Please see to it that my life is taken gently.
I shall leave this earth knowing with the last breath I draw that my fate
was always safest in your hands.