If I have to come back to this earth in
animal form,
Please don´t let me have tusk, fur nor
valuable horn,
Don´t let me have flesh on my bones that´s
good to eat,
Please don´t put me where man kills for his
daily meat.
Please don´t let my home be China if I return
as a dog,
Nor the cold city streets, as a stray, in
the cold rain & fog,
Not in Africa as an elephant, a rhino or
gold-maned lion,
And please not to abattoir, with death hot as
cruel iron.
If I come back, I don´t want fur, plume,
hide, talon or claw,
I don´t want beautiful skin, pelt, scales,
maw, jaw nor paw,
Never to be a lab experiment, nor potion of
medicine man,
Not to amuse the human, nor be put into
net, cage or can.
Please do not let me return as lowly worm,
tiny bug or slug,
Sprayed in chemicals or put onto hook, by
burly human thug,
If I have to return dear God, & if it´s
in your vast eternal plan,
Please, I pray to you, don´t bring me back
as cruel callous man.
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