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“Am I just another dog wasting away in a shelter?
Am I just another horse sinking in the mud of a filthy pasture?
Am I just another cheetah about to be shot for fashionable attire?”
I bet you’re thinking: they’re just animals, they don’t think or question, no matter how tortured the soul.
What would they know?

Well,

They do know Hate; he gives all the beatings.
And they do know Grief; she destroys families.
And they’ve met Fear; on a routine basis he brings terror.
And they’re acquainted with Love through heavy smoke and mirrors.
But what they don’t know
Is if you care enough to help them.
Can you look into their brooding eyes and tell me, do you care?

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Are they all just animals?
Are they all just pests?
Are they all just burthens
Taking up air in the life we live
Taking up air in the life we live?

The wide-eyed pup in the shelter,
The limping cheetah in the plains,
The bull in the stadium and the Pit in the ring,

They wonder:

“Was it me? Am I not enough? Did I do something wrong?
Why did you fire that gun? Who will feed my small cubs?
Is my existence just a game? Why must you play me till I drop dead?
I have just learned to stand, why must my life come to an end?”

And they cry and they scream; get back up and they think:

“I will stand by your side no matter how many times you kick me aside.
I’ve been shot but I’ll get up. I must be strong; defend my young.
Another game, another fight. Just for you, I’ll risk my life.
When my eyes first opened up, you were there - it’s you I trust.”

And they’re so damn naive. Damn their trust and loyalty.

But hey,

They’re all just animals.
They’re all just pests.
They’re all just burthens
Taking up air in the life we live
Taking up air in the life we live.

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