I am a shy girl who loves all creatures
I wonder why we are here
I
hear the cry of death
I see the devastation we have caused
I want to
help other organisms
I am a shy girl who loves all creatures
I pretend I can communicate with any organism
I feel the pain when an
organism is killed
I touch every hurt creatures heart
I worry about what
will become of us
I cry for all those who have suffered
I am a shy girl
who loves all creatures
I understand how unfair the world can be
I say every creature has rights
no matter how big or small they are
I dream of saving an entire species from
extinction
I try to help all
I hope that mankind can find peace with our
creature friends
I am a shy girl who loves all creatures
WAR
pain, sorrow
fighting, hurting, screaming
bomb, death, life,
friend
playing, singing, frolicking
happy, growth
PEACE
Guilt is gray and dreary like a rainy day.
It sounds like millions of
people screaming at once.
It tastes like briny, ocean saltwater.
And
smells like foul smelling rotten eggs.
It looks like a crossroad with two
ways to choose from.
Guilt makes you feel sorrow, distress, and anguish.