Behind a big truck
With many chickens in there
I draw my sad breath.
Soon, their lives will end
Not by their choice, but by force
A horrific death!
Many years ago
Six million souls packed train cars
Just like these chickens.
I hate to compare
But my mind strikes a lightning:
They died like chickens!
NHIEN NGUYEN MD
8/31/2019
How true! ! ! It is so sad to know! ! Thanks for sharing.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Thanks for sharing this poem. It is very sad to hear that!