Today’s words: Pigeon, China, Satan, Scallop
Word count: 250
Completion time: 23 minutes
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Why do we torment and criticise other animals
For being inferior? Looking at the world through different eyes,
See, they aren’t like you and I, they don’t feel like we feel
Their pain isn’t recognised, who cares if they die?
People screw their faces up, at little pups in China
Who get served alongside a variety of food.
Not to be rude, but I’m over the line of thought
That is shocked and appalled by yet another animal...
Yet another innocent life we carve up with knives
And say it’s alright, it’s justified, because
They don’t feel like you and I.
A pigeon was sat on a bench the other day
And someone kicked it away like it could contaminate,
Like it would be great if they could be cast away
Like Satan from the heavens. Why?
They didn’t disobey but they have no say because why?
They can’t speak like you and I?
Judge like you and I?
We don’t need to buy something to think that we own it
No cash needs to change hands to know we can have it
The scallops on the beach, the ocean deep
Everything we see, we claim just by looking.
We take parts of the world and reduce them to nothing
Just by looking
I look to you and see myself reflected right back
We’re on the attack, you and I
We don’t give a fuck, you and I
It’s in our nature to rely
On things that can’t fight back.
Every few days I will use four random words to create a short, barely-planned piece of fiction. Choose a theme from the sidebar or pick a random number!
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Tuesday, 29 April 2014
Saturday, 8 March 2014
#96 - Little Piggy
Today’s words: Market, Join, Minimize, Specialize
Word count: 106
Completion time: 5 minutes
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As kids, the little pigs are always going to market
But we don’t know why
As adults, the pigs are still going to market
This time we know why
We just don’t care
If we could join these pigs on their journey
Be there to bear witness to their shortened lives
Would we still sing nursery rhymes about these dark times?
The little piggy isn’t going to market to buy food
He’s going to market because he is food
We need more people to specialize and end, not minimize, these animals’ pain
So that never again will we be fed at the expense of the dead
Word count: 106
Completion time: 5 minutes
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As kids, the little pigs are always going to market
But we don’t know why
As adults, the pigs are still going to market
This time we know why
We just don’t care
If we could join these pigs on their journey
Be there to bear witness to their shortened lives
Would we still sing nursery rhymes about these dark times?
The little piggy isn’t going to market to buy food
He’s going to market because he is food
We need more people to specialize and end, not minimize, these animals’ pain
So that never again will we be fed at the expense of the dead
Wednesday, 13 November 2013
#62 - "Chicken Isn't Vegan?"
Quote from Scott Pilgrim vs. The World ;)
Today’s words: Chicken, Catnip, Love, Friendship
Word count: 311
Completion time: 37 minutes
Summary: Why a good taste doesn't justify death
“You don’t even eat chicken?”
“Chicken is meat...”
“But chicken is so delicious, I love it.”
“I swear it’s either chicken or bacon that is like
catnip to a kitten for some people.”
“So you don’t
eat chicken?”
“No I do not.”
“Don’t you miss it?”
“Not really...but even if I did, I wouldn’t want
to eat it.”
“Why not? If you miss something, just have it.”
“I miss the thrill I felt when I used to break
into my sister’s house as a teenager, but that doesn’t mean I want to do it
again because I know that that little thrill didn’t justify my actions. Just
like taste doesn’t justify senseless murder, you get it?”
“That’s not the same, like, burglary is illegal.”
“It’s the same concept – a thrill or a good
feeling at the expense of something that’s a lot more negative. Just because
chicken tastes good for however long the meal takes to finish...that really
doesn’t excuse the shit that they go through for us. It’s almost like bullying
someone because it makes you feel powerful...yeah it feels great to have power,
but not at that expense.”
“Yeah but no-one is directly involved in killing
these animals, so it’s still not the same.”
“You’re right, but by paying for it and consuming
something that is a product of pain, you’re still contributing, even if it’s
not first-hand. If people stopped eating meat, there’d be no need for the
supply...but since people keep demanding meat, the animals continue to be used
and abused.”
“You can’t blame me for something that people will
do anyway, regardless of if I stop or not.”
“You’re totally right, man, why give even a little
to charity if lots of people are going to give anyway?”
“Exactly!”
“I was completely kidding. I value your
friendship, you know, but your views are a little sketchy.”
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