As the tears roll down my face and a
warm, soft, gentle nose nudges me, I wonder
...........is anybody listening?
Can they not feel their fear, see their pain???
Where is everyone??
As I stand among the forgotton ones during
their final hours, I wonder, where is everyone?
Doesn't anyone care?
In 24 hours the truck will come.....
come to take them all away. For over 30 hours,
they will travel without food or water, cramped
in a cattle truck headed to a slaughterhouse
in Texas. But why? What crime did they commit?
Why must they suffer?
My sweet and gentle friend sniffs my tears as
they roll down my face, even now, in his last hours,
he tries to serve man as horses have done for
centuries. He's comforting me....but who will
comfort him? I grab him around his big neck
and hug him as tight as I can!
Why is no one here?
Where is everyone?
They come closer now.
I whisper, "Good-bye...I love you. I will never
forget you. I will remember each and every one
of you. My friend follows me as I walk slowly
to the gate. From the other side I take one
more last look at their sweet and gentle faces.
I cry violently now.
I look towards my friend.
Is anybody listening???????..............
