I used to like bacon frying in the pan.
I used to raise the meat supply
with my demand.
I loved burgers on the grill.
I used to eat my fill.
Taste was all that mattered to me.
I used to like tuna from a can.
I used to like hotdogs from the stand.
You’d think with all of these I’s in my life,
I would have had the eyes to see
what people were doing to you
to turn you into food for me.
But I didn’t realize. I never thought to care.
Now I wish I’d loved things less.
Wish I’d been aware.
And you, you, whom I didn’t
think about before,
I wish I’d loved you more.
I used to like spiced ham and eggs.
I used to like chickens’ wings and legs.
I didn’t think about you.
You were too far from view.
All I thought about was me.
I used to like ice cream cones.
I used to like veal and breaking wish bones.
You’d think with all of these I’s in my life,
I would have had the eyes to see
you had a life of your own
and it didn’t belong to me.
But I didn’t realize. I never thought to care.
Now I wish I’d loved things less.
Wish I’d been aware.
And you, you,
whom I didn’t think about before,
I wish I’d loved you more.
You were a piglet when I was five.
You were so playful, so alive.
I could feel the joy in your step.
I could sense your curiosity.
Now I wonder, were you one of them
whom I ate unthinkingly.
Oh, I realize now. I use my eyes to see.
Now I don’t love things.
They mean less to me.
And you, you, whom I didn’t
think about before,
now I love you more
I love you more
I love you more
I love you more!

I don’t dismiss your pain.
I don’t use you for gain.
I don’t raise you to eat.
I don’t need eggs, milk, or meat.
I don’t cut your life short.
I don’t kill you for sport.
I don’t slice you apart.
I don’t harden my heart.
I don’t make you feel fear.
I don’t taunt you or jeer.
I don’t crush you as chicks.
I don’t beat you with sticks.
I don’t shoot you with bows.
I don’t stab you in shows.
I don’t exploit the meek.
I don’t torture the weak!
I don’t harvest your seed.
I don’t force you to breed.
I don’t stuff you with grain.
I don’t bludgeon your brain.
I don’t chop off your head.
I don’t cook you when dead.
I don’t pay people to do
these awful things to you!
I don’t kill you as lambs.
I don’t smoke you as hams.
I don’t boil you in stew.
I don’t barbecue you.
I don’t lure you with calls.
I don’t mount you on walls.
I don’t sever your limbs
just to satisfy whims.
Because I love you more.
I love you more.
I love you more.

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Photo Sources:
Bacon (http://www.freeclipartnow.com)
Cheeseburger (www.freeclipartnow.com)
Hotdog (www.freeclipartnow.com)
Iowan Cow (Copyright 2008 by Erica Beay)
Friend egg (www.freeclipartpictures.com)
Chickens hung for slaughter (www.upc-online.org/slaughter)
Ice Cream (www.freeclipartpictures.com)
Veal calf (www.youcouldsavetheworld.com/animal_cruelty1.html)
Piglet sniffing (www.hedweb.com/arfaq/welcome.htm)
Corn dog (www.freeclipartpictures.com)
Person hugging pig (www.farmsanctuary.org)
Pig chewing bars (www.animalliberationfront.com)
Raw steak (www.freedigitalphotos.net)
Egg-type male chicks discarded and allowed to die (www.tomregan-animalrights.com/archive/chicks.html)
Bull tortured to death by people (http://www.all-creatures.org)
Seal hunt (www.tomregan-animalrights.com)
Whole chicken (www.freeclipartpictures.com)
Spiced ham (www.freeclipartnow.com)
Chicken's leg (www.freedigitalphotos.net)
Piglet friends (www.hedweb.com/animimag/piglets2.htm)
Iowan white-tailed deer (photo by Erica's spouse)
Chicks in grass (www.publicdomainpictures.net)