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Chapter 4 ![]() Animal Rights Illustrated Poems ![]() Animal rights makes for some good poem writing. Here are some illustrated poems I wrote with animal rights in mind. You are welcome freely to use these poems and illustrations to promote animal rights (and environment rights, nature conservation, etc). ![]() Have you tried your hand with your own animal rights poems - illustrated or not? Express what you want to say about animal rights with poetry. I started with limericks; they are relatively easy - and fun! Then I took a poem I like and adapted it with my own words: The Noble Unnumbered, below, based on Tennyson's The Charge of the Light Brigade. I dedicate it to all animal rights activists. ![]() Also see Writing Stories and Plays for Animal Rights and Blogging for Animal Rights. ![]() ILLUSTRATED POEMS ![]() Think Before You Do It ![]() Think before you bonk your wife. ![]() Every baby knackers life. ![]() Nature’s sick and subjugate, ![]() Pulverised by human weight. ![]() Dying forests, dying seas, the lot. ![]() So please don’t make another tot! ![]() ![]() Gaia ![]() There once was a planet with Gaia. ![]() Humanity wrecked it entire. ![]() It had species galore. ![]() None exist anymore. ![]() The whole was reduced to a pyre. ![]() ![]() The Human Flaw ![]() There once was a species almighty, ![]() Its actions were useless and flighty: ![]() Climate change or pollution ![]() (over population, environmental degradation, ![]() species extinction, resources depletion...) ![]() It ne’er made a solution; ![]() The species did crash very mighty. ![]() ![]() Earthling ![]() We are natives of Earth; we are Earthling. ![]() We say concord and conflict are sanguine. ![]() All peoples and creatures ![]() Are Earth's warming features. ![]() That's why we acclaim being Earthling. ![]() ![]() How Many? ![]() How many lives in a fur coat? ![]() Many times your largest banknote; ![]() Add rejects not making the grade, ![]() Trashed by the friendly and pleasant fur trade. ![]() “Does society need to know?” ![]() Cruel-blooded stats don’t make them dough. ![]() “Silence!” their motto. They’re afraid ![]() Not to seem a friendly and pleasant trade. ![]() So coats are simply things to sell; ![]() The beasts in them “ne’er suffered hell”. ![]() Countless uncounted beasts betrayed, ![]() Cashed by the friendly and pleasant fur trade. ![]() ![]() The Noble Unnumbered (Or The Charge of the Life Brigade, after The Charge of the Light Brigade, by Alfred, Lord Tennyson.) ![]() I Life’s in need, life’s in need, ![]() Life’s in need deeply. ![]() Life’s a joy and wonder, ![]() T’is a crime of man to plunder. ![]() Forward, the Life Brigade! ![]() Our charge? To lend life aid. ![]() We’re the unnumbered! ![]() II Advance, the Life Brigade, ![]() To force man’s crime forbade. ![]() Abused, razed, eaten, ![]() Each living life suffers ![]() To oblivion or extinction. ![]() Life we love so well, ![]() Our foe flings all to hell! ![]() For life we thunder, ![]() We, the unnumbered! ![]() III Onward, the Life Brigade! ![]() Shall we strain dismayed ![]() ‘gainst overwhelming power ![]() To blot, wreck, destroy, devour? ![]() Ours not to be afraid. ![]() Ours not to be a swayed. ![]() Ours but to be a blade. ![]() For life we thunder, ![]() We, the unnumbered! ![]() IV Critics to the right of us, ![]() Critics to the left of us, ![]() Critics in front of us. ![]() Battered by words that sell, ![]() We dodge, foil, repel. ![]() But destroyers and slayers, ![]() Beware our scorning sabres. ![]() For life we thunder, ![]() We, the unnumbered! ![]() V Our dealings? We are fair, ![]() Violence we do forswear; ![]() Our morality is of care. ![]() We inspire, motivate ![]() And gladly labour, ![]() Rightly and strongly, ![]() To save all nature. ![]() For life we thunder, ![]() We, the unnumbered! ![]() Vl When will life’s glory fade? ![]() Not while fights the Life Brigade. ![]() Honour life’s glory, ![]() Magnificent wonder! ![]() Honour the Life Brigade, ![]() Noble without number! ![]() ![]() The Great Pig Sorrow ![]() A pig in despair tore his hair: ![]() “A billion dead pigs is unfair. ![]() It’s a porcine tragedy, ![]() A moral catastrophe. ![]() Doesn’t anyone fret or care?” ![]() The species did crash very mighty. ![]() People worldwide kill over a billion pigs annually. ![]() Data: Livestock & Poultry. US Dept of Agriculture. 2014. ![]() ![]() ![]() ›› To Entries & Home |
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