Why dos this have to happen...
आप hit me,
आप पंच me,
आप kick me,
आप lunge me.
Now I’m dead,
I’m passed,
I’m gone,
All because of you,
I didn’t live long,
I was still small,
Still little,
Still bitty,
I wanted to be your friend,
But all आप did was hit me,
Now I’m not here,
Now I’m gone,
Do आप now feel my pain,
That I felt for so long,
I just wanted love,
I just wanted a friend,
But because of you,
It is my end.
This poem is about animal abuse, and how people hurt their animals, who just want love. If आप care about जानवर who are abused.
आप hit me,
आप पंच me,
आप kick me,
आप lunge me.
Now I’m dead,
I’m passed,
I’m gone,
All because of you,
I didn’t live long,
I was still small,
Still little,
Still bitty,
I wanted to be your friend,
But all आप did was hit me,
Now I’m not here,
Now I’m gone,
Do आप now feel my pain,
That I felt for so long,
I just wanted love,
I just wanted a friend,
But because of you,
It is my end.
This poem is about animal abuse, and how people hurt their animals, who just want love. If आप care about जानवर who are abused.
