Possibly it was she
Why did I call it her?
Just because of thin legs?
Aren't they all the same?
Male? Female?
Why did I call it her?
Sympathy in affair?
Or the things that happened?
Well she was hit, smashed
All six legs fell, distanced
And body was slushed
Isn't it norm for us?
Rich eats and powerful
Hungry is walked on?
And this one was cockroach
They like rats and raccoons
Must not come into sight.
Shame on me…am I man?
Where has gone humane?
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