On our road trip, Kevin and I saw four cattle cars carrying cows to the slaughterhouse. Although words will never be able to describe how I felt witnessing this, with an extremely heavy heart, I decided to write about it.
The sadness and fear in your eyes reflect back into mine. Through the slots in the enclosed steel trap, your eyelashes bat at me.
You don’t deserve an inkling of this unnecessary pain and suffering. Your innocence wraps around my heart and causes it to sink to my stomach. Your big beautiful eyes will forever be ingrained in my mind.
Our paths cross again. This time, I hear you deeply bellow from the caged prison. I want to set you free, spare you from your unmerciful death.
I’ll never forget your soulful eyes or your cries for freedom. I’ll never stop fighting for you.