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ARKANGEL Journal of animal liberation |
Arkangel Magazine BCM 9240 London WC1N 3XX |
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by Andrew Roberts You call me the fox You decorate your greeting cards and your pretty paintings with my image. Your children's toy shops sell dolls and fluffy, squeaky things of me to pacify your young. To keep them happy and help them sleep. Yet you hide your children away, protect them from the hunt, when the murderer you call huntsman comes to creep. You call me the fox but rather than just decorate your walls with paintings of my head, you stuff my body when I'm dead. You destroy the very image you encourage your young to love. In the shape of a lifeless doll, my face is ripped from my body it still decorates your pretty hallways, admire my dead face! Go on murderer, take a look, it's there on the shield above. Human being. I call you the savage hypocrite, as my brothers and sisters are buried in your pit. |