Serenity
Serenity Along the dirt trail a young brown doe appears and then she is shot Watching young deers walking along the forest, it is hard to also listen to the bangs of hunter's guns close by. How beautiful a deer is standing on the dirt floor, the Earth, and within a moment, is killed, for no more purpose then to hang on a wall. A trophy, a life, and a moment for some of us to find sweet serenity of the beauty of life. "I'm no vegetarian, but I do find it difficult to know that these beautiful animals are killed so sparingly." Now, a chicken, hmm, I don't find them as graceful. There is a lot of controversy between, what animals should be "killed for food" or "if we should kill them at all." I do have mixed feelings with this issue, mostly because of my heritage, which is actually Indian. I'm sure my ancestors however long ago, used Deer for pelts to keep their children warm, for shelter from a storm and for food to prevent starvation. When I'm in the forest or on a nature trail along the heavily trafficked city lights, I wouldn't' like to sit their with out seeing an animal grazing, or hear the sounds of the birds. If we kill them all, what then, would we all do? How lonely of a planet it would become, if we only had ourselves, to keep company, most people make bad company after all. :) -- Jackie --- I am an animal lover!
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