it hurts

it burns

it bruises

ash trays are my uses

theses blows they rain

and endless pain

this beast in me will be unchained

i will not bow down

i will not break or make a sound

i am strong

and they are wrong

and with your help i can be saved

you rant and rave

these animals must be saved

but you sit huffing and puffing

and yet you still do nothing

get up and shout it

do something about it!