From the animal’s perspectives, translated…
I was caught, then, taken away
I’d, rolled up my body to object
But, very shortly, I was, tossed, into a crate
Without any light
In pitch-black darkness
I don’t know
Where, they’re, taking me
artwork from the papers…
I’d bumped around, for several miles, I suppose
Then, I was, dragged, inside that crate, off
And locked up, inside a place, where no one can hear me scream
Heard something from outside that said,
“Caught something that can be sold for a high price.”
My flesh and my skin, they can, continue on
But, inside that crate, my life
Was, counting down.
We caught ourselves, a LIVE one here!!! Photo from online…
So, this, is from the perspectives of the “beast”, and because they’re, lower order of animals (unlike us, intelligent, are you sure about that???), and that, is why humans think, that they can, TAKE as they pleased, they can HUNT down as many species of animals they wanted to, without knowing, that the natural world IS on loan to us, and that if we keep on, overhunting, the other species of equally important living organisms, we’re the ones, bringing about our own ends!
Life, the Obstacle Course 