The earth so slender So crowded Not enough room for what is considered beauty Every moving life taken for what is "needed" A life brought into this world raised to die What can I do but watch all these hearts stop beating I am at loss with what to do I cry in my sleep to all the creatures so far gone All this inhumane death just to make us profit Knowing when not bought, The left over will be trashed So all this death just to be wasted again and again All this for nothing Nothing but pain of dying This is for us To make us smile But how can I smile when I am devouring I shouldn't even try So much earth to plenish my soul I don't need to shed blood to fill my stomach
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