Ouch, Oh God it hurts
It is difficult to breath
I’ve been torn asunder
I am wriggling and swiggling
Then held in a vice
Almost ripped apart
As the hook is pulled out.

I am almost dead
With two bulging eyes
Injured and bleeding
A pitiful sight,
Then thrown back in
Ah, that feels much better
I’ll rest on my back
Until I recover.

The pain is so bad
My jaw broken in half
Unable to forage
To look for food.
I wish to God
That I had died at
The beginning,
For I will starve to
Death now
Or be eaten by others.

It is a mystery to me
Why this is considered so sporting
When I’m lying here bleeding
Suffering and hurting.
Will they ever dwell on the
Cost of their deed or
Must they await until were
Almost extinct.

God made us all to be
Wild and free
And He gave us our rivers
To swim and our seas.
He gave us our feelings
To sense hurt and pain
But He gave man understanding
And dominion to rein.

We were to be food for
The starving and hungry
Not lying here dying for
No sense or purpose.

My senses are dulled
It must be the end,
Only time to say goodbye
To my friends.
Ah, it is so peaceful now
Just floating away
That is Jesus in heaven
Calling my name.

Kaliste3