Forget becoming one of them,
Even the imagination takes my breath.
I feel they are the strongest of all,
And greatest of all creature.
They could stand still,
Even seeing their red flesh and blood.
Parents become helpless in front of humans,
When seeing their babies being kicked.
I wonder how they could resist this.
If they are gifted with speech for the first time,
I can't imagine what they would utter.
But I know they will have millions to express,
Millions to prove our false doing.
And millions to beg for their freedom.
They will cry for consuming them,
And cry for the pain we had caused them.
Sadly they are not gifted with speech,
So they die with their unshared emotion.
What a difficult life.
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