I'm getting sick
of sleeping in my own vomit.
Every night
I cry myself to sleep.
Every day
they starve me even more.

I don't want to be killed
for humans food.
I have my own life,
and I'd like to live it fully too.

But the hours seem too long;
the days are running out
for me to live this horrible life,
they should just kill me now.

I hate seeing the others suffering;
Everyday I hear their last cry.
I hate being an animal,
though today is my last day.

In later life
I hope to be human;
to teach the world
of animals suffering.

--Joann loves to write poetry, and she will soon write a review of a book by vegan poet, Benjamin Zephaniah.