March 16, 2018

Creatures malnutritioned, come to me
I know you've been fed on hate
But only put a paw upon my doormat
And you'll find love upon your plate

Creatures brash and brainless,
seek me as your loyal shelter
I know you have grown into a label
Soon you'll be soft as kitten fur

Creatures subdued and denied
Ring my doorbell with your horn
And you will find freedom inside

Come to me, you beasts beaten and bent
I promise where your past leads,
You no longer shall be sent

Quiet now, comrades
Your home must sleep
In night comes reassurance
In reassurance, counting sheep

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