Animal Writings

I have compassion for the animals because their hearts beat like ours. Because they seek happiness and comfort, and fear suffering, like us. Because they crave the embrace of their mothers, like us. Because they play when they are young and grow weary yet satisfied with simple pleasures when they are old, like us. Because they savor the warmth of the sun, and the sweetness of the fruit of the earth, like us. My heart aches for them when they are violently killed and abused, when they are tortured, when they are locked up and deprived of everything that gives their lives meaning and joy.

Because they are innocent victims of cruelty but have no protection, I must protect them. Because they are innocent and unjustly imprisoned, enslaved, and forced to suffer, but their desperate pleas fall on deaf ears, I must be their voice.