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Post by veggiewoman on Oct 12, 2006 6:50:17 GMT
Just thought we could start a thread where we could put poems/quotes that we like , so here goes:
"The world is a dangerous place, not because of those who do evil, but because of those who look on and do nothing."
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Post by maisiepaisie on Oct 12, 2006 7:26:09 GMT
At the last AR gathering there was a poetry workshop by a lady who had written some wonderful poems. I wish I could remember her name to find her poems online. This is my favourite poem:
The Difference He Made by Randy Poole
Amidst the morning mist of the swift returning tide I set out on my daily run, my walkman on my side. Lost within my private world apart from cares and woes I ran along the moistened shore, the sand between my toes.
In the distance, I saw a boy, as busy as can be. He was running, stooping, picking up, and tossing in the sea. Just what he threw, I couldn't tell, I looked as I drew near. It seemed to be a rock or shell - as I approached him I could hear:
"Back you go, where you belong. Your safe now hurry home. Your family's waiting for you little starfish, hurry on!" It seemed the evening tide had washed the starfish on the shore, And the swift receding water left a thousand there or more.
And this self-appointed savior, was trying one-by-one To toss them back into the sea, against the racing sun. I saw his plight was hopeless, that most of them would die. I called out from my private world, "Hey Kid, why even try?"
"Must be at least a thousand here, strewn along the beach, And even if you had the time, most you'll never reach. You really think it makes a difference, to waste your time this way?" And then I paused and waited, just to hear what he would say.
He stooped and took another, and looked me in the eye. "It makes a difference to this one sir, this starfish will not die!" With that, he tossed the little life, back where there was hope. He stooped to take another. I could tell this was no joke.
The words that he spoke to me cut like a surgeon's knife. Where I saw only numbers, he saw only life. He didn't see the multitude of starfish on the sand. He only saw the little life he held there in his hand.
He didn't stop to argue, to prove that he was right. He just kept tossing starfish in the sea with all his might. So I too stooped, and I picked up, and I tossed into the sea, And I thought, just what a difference, that this boy has made in me.
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Post by veggiewoman on Oct 15, 2006 20:39:28 GMT
www2.poptel.org.uk/leedspostcards/890meat.htm'Animals are innocent casualties of the world view that asserts that some lives are more valuable than others, that the powerful are entitled to exploit the powerless and that the weak must be sacrificed for the greater good.' Can any enjoyment that we get from eating meat compensate for the pain and suffering of the animal killed? Don't eat anything that can cry.
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Post by veggiewoman on Oct 18, 2006 10:32:09 GMT
A quote from www.healingcancernaturally.com/animal-testing-vivisection.html : The vivisection industry has placed itself in an ivory tower above questioning. With our money it has created a system which is completely self-monitored and self-regulated. It is imperative that we take the vivisectors down from their ivory tower, expose their research as fraudulent, and replace it with valid research that will enable us to create a healthy society.
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