Remember me? To the Irresponsible Breeder.
Remember me, though I know that you won't
I'm the rabbit you bred, I'm the soul that you owned
Remember my mum, though you'll just get confused
She's the doe that you broke, she's the womb that you used
Remember the vet that you didn't call
When the blood ran so dark in the middle of fall
Remember how cruelly you shoved me away
When I dared nip your hand - I just wanted to play
Remember the age that you wrenched me from mum
With my hold on life fragile and my weaning not done
Remember the home that you didn't check
That kept me confined, picked me up by the neck
You'll remember the blood money you exchanged for my life
You'll remember the goodies it bought you and the wife
Now imagine my fate and cringe with your shame
See my sad lifeless eyes and my skeletal frame
I've known neglect and abuse I feared never would end
and when Death came for me, it came as a friend
There are thousands just like me in the yard, street and pound
And whilst bad breeders breed this grim cycle goes round
You failed in your duty though I was born at your will
Now I'm your fatal shadow that walks by you still
I hope, my cruel breeder, that your guilt's worth your gain
You filled your car with my fear, bought your beer with my pain
But no act goes unnoticed and no sin goes unpaid
You'll account for my life at the end of your days
I'll be right there beside you when at your Reckoning you stand
You'll remember me then - it's my blood on your hands .
Adapted from a poem by Trudie James
Remember me, though I know that you won't
I'm the rabbit you bred, I'm the soul that you owned
Remember my mum, though you'll just get confused
She's the doe that you broke, she's the womb that you used
Remember the vet that you didn't call
When the blood ran so dark in the middle of fall
Remember how cruelly you shoved me away
When I dared nip your hand - I just wanted to play
Remember the age that you wrenched me from mum
With my hold on life fragile and my weaning not done
Remember the home that you didn't check
That kept me confined, picked me up by the neck
You'll remember the blood money you exchanged for my life
You'll remember the goodies it bought you and the wife
Now imagine my fate and cringe with your shame
See my sad lifeless eyes and my skeletal frame
I've known neglect and abuse I feared never would end
and when Death came for me, it came as a friend
There are thousands just like me in the yard, street and pound
And whilst bad breeders breed this grim cycle goes round
You failed in your duty though I was born at your will
Now I'm your fatal shadow that walks by you still
I hope, my cruel breeder, that your guilt's worth your gain
You filled your car with my fear, bought your beer with my pain
But no act goes unnoticed and no sin goes unpaid
You'll account for my life at the end of your days
I'll be right there beside you when at your Reckoning you stand
You'll remember me then - it's my blood on your hands .
Adapted from a poem by Trudie James
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