Fenced

Through the eyes of the wild

Living in fear of dying

If it is fear they feel

By the hand of a human, given no chance

For escaping their pain thriving stress in

Their bodies derived from the killing

Grew inside of the ones who choose to

Sacrifice

They live and breathe in the wild life, free

To roam safe in their own established

Territory, not invaded by any beings

Killing one, captivated, surrounded by

Fences all around and above, no room to

Breathe, be free to the wilderness fields of their home

How would you like to live in fear?

No creature should have to die

For any given satisfaction that you have

On your mind