Anyone That Wrote a Puppy Mill Poem Please Read
 

That's a wonderful idea. We could actually do that on the forum. We can add a section on the mill buster forum for submitted poems.

I like that idea.

I agree. Whoever wrote those poems, please share them with millbusters.com!

THAT SOUNDS LIKE AN AWSOME IDEA!!!! i posted 1 or 2. i'll get the links to them
http://www.yorkietalk.com/forums/sho...ighlight=poems (i have 2 on that link.) i did write another one i didn't post, but i think 2 is enough from me! good luck!! come on everyone!

Here's my poem:

MILL BUSTERS

Alone in the darkness, sick and cold
Live millions of puppies, always alone
No one to love them, no one who cares
No one to wash away their endless tears

Living on wire, with dirt at their feet
Having no food, nothing to eat
The moans and the wails, the crying and pain
All for the rotten puppy millers gain

One day we’ll stop you dead in your tracks
And make you pay for your inhuman acts
We’ll lock you in a cage, covered in filth
The stench of urine and feces will make you wilt!

We’ll throw you outside in the sweltering heat
With no water to refresh you and nothing to eat
You’ll spend your days in the blistering sun
Oh boy, won’t that be so much fun?

You’ll be trapped in a cage in the pouring rain
And be bred again and again for our financial gain
Then we’ll deny you vaccines and meds when you’re sick
And when you cry, we’ll beat you with rods and jagged sticks

You’ll live in a cage your entire life
And always suffer misery and strife
You’ll cower in a corner, blind, deaf and lame
Why should we care about your pain?

Beware puppy millers, we know who you are
You can run but you won’t get very far!
Beware brokers and pet shops too
Because we’re also coming after you!

Heed our words and remember our plea
We’ll put an end to every puppy mill dogs misery
So go slither and crawl like a snake in the grass
‘Cause Mill Busters is coming to kick your @ss!

By: Jennifer Carlson (and Codie & Katie! :D )

hmmm, ok sounds great! i kind of forgot about that one!!! thanks!

Jennifer!!!!!!! That poem ROCKS! You go girl!

<blushing> Thank you but I can't take all the credit. My little Codie and Katie helped me. That want to do their part to stop puppy millers too! hehehe :D

Here's one from me:

As I take my last breath
Im now at peace,
All of the torture
Will finally cease.

No one to beat me
or force me to breed,
No one to hurt me
With all of their greed.

I'll no longer suffer
with what you have done,
Ill no longer cry
While you laugh and poke fun.

No more starvation
and beating on me,
with this last breath
im finally free....

wow heather. that poem is awsome! i got the chills!!!

So beautiful - it made me cry
 

Oh my god Heather, I'm crying my eyes out. BEAUTIFUL! Especially the last part, "with this last breath I'm finally free" - that's when the tears really started coming. We have so many talented people here on YT! :thumbup:

aww thanks :)

HEY EVERYONE WRITING POEMS!!!

I just added a poem cateogry to the mill buster forum www.millbusters.com/forums Please, go there and add your poems to the forum. They will remain there for everyone to read and be inspire by!

is there a limit to how many poems you can add?

Not at all. Post as many as you like. Only requirment is that you submit onyl poems that you wrote yourself.

I think the Mill Busters website is just awesome and I feel honored to have my poem posted there. I hope we can all shut these creeps down one day!

Yay!
I think I started a personal poem train. All of these poems are awesome.
Let's keep them coming, guys!!

And I would be honored to have my poem on the site. Here it is:

I know that God is watching me,
I know He hears my plea,
I know He has something planned for me,
besides this wire beneath my feet.

I am feeling very exhausted,
But I don't know what to do.
My body is aching, my legs are numb
and I do not have any food.

This cage is kind of crowded,
But I still feel so alone,
I hope that He will guide me,
And find me a loving home.

I miss my children dearly,
Their warmth is all I need.
But they were stripped away at birth.
Because of selfishness and greed.

The wind is blowing harder,
And the cage is getting cold.
I can feel the winter coming again,
I wish I had a cozy home.

I am beginning to feel weaker,
With every passing day.
I hope He finds me someone to love
Before I pass away.

I'll probably end up writihg another one! All of your poems are so deep and influential. :p

Wow Natalie. That is really awesome.

u can post my poem anywhere u need/want to.


DAY 1
i open my eyes for the first time
my mother licks me tenderly, like i am worth a million bucks, but i feel like a dime.
i am hungry,
trying to take some milk from mommy, to no avail,
she is to weak to feed me, to sickly and pale.

DAY 2

everything is becoming clear,
all my siblings hve opened their eyes,
we huddle close for wamth
from the blistering cold.
our mother surrouds us
with love and protecton
she is the best mother
in the world.
the cold freezes us like water in a freezer
our naturally warm bodies are already sick,
at a few weeks of age, we want to die
we feel a hundred years old.

DAY 3

a creaking noise, a howling wind,
dogs barking at us in warning
we open our frigid eyes and peer at
a human that is unlocking the cage,
this is the first human we have ever seen.
he has a sack with him,
we pant and whine,
thinking he has food.
instead he shoves his hands greedily into the cage
and grabs my brother.
my mother growls with all her might but this human strikes her
and she falls down, unconcious.
one by one he shoves us in the sack.
we are silent, with fear, with dread,
of what might come next.
suddenly we stop swaying in the sack
we hear a creaking door open and we are thrown in a worse cage than before.
smells are putrid,
like manure and urine.
this cage is crowded with other scared and sickly puppies
whining for their mother.

DAY 4

we get moved to a petstore.
some of the pups are the lucky ones.
they came from a good place
that we only see in dreams.
a little human girl comes to our cage and stares at me with
apprehension as i lay there and watch her with only my eyes.
she wants me,
she asks her human mother is she can keep me.
i pray that she will turn away,
for all she sees in me is a cute little puppy,
but beneath my big brown eyes lies torture
and the great fear of leaving my brothers
to go to a human home,
worrying they will abuse me
like the home that i once had known.

DAY 5

i wake up, still in the store
with fright i notice that the little girl
is once again standing there
her eyes wide with delight she says to me
"i am taking you home puppy"
i whimper as a hand of a human reaches down and picks me up
he puts me in a box and shuts it.
i bark
but no one answers
i whine and cry
but my mother is no longer here for me
i worry
if i will ever eat
i suffer
the torture of a puppy who is only a few weeks old
the box stops moving as i worry.
the hand moves once more,
a door
banging open
the same door
creaking shut.
the box opens and two hands descend into the box.
i am placed onto the cold floor.
my tail tucks in as i cower but
as i look up i see that these eyes are gentle
filled with love.

DAY 6

i fell asleep with the little human.
i am starting to trust once again
but i am weak from having scarce food since birth.
the little girl gently carresses me and carries me into a room
i cower once more
' will i be put in a cage again' i ponder
but no
i yelp in appreciation as i see two bowls ahead of me.
i gallop with all my stregnth and eat
until, for the first time in my life
i am content.

DAY 50 (skipping)

i wake in the morning feeling odd
my legs are weak
me head, dizzy
i cant walk straight
i collapse
'will i die' i wonder
my humans take me to the doctor and he tells us that i am ill
i have a tumor in my brain.
each minute passes
i feel weaker and weaker
my humans cry and tell the doctor
the know my time is over
my humans kiss me and i weakly thump my tail
a poke,
a cold liquid soars through me
i lick the little girl's palm gently
my big brown eyes shut
this is it,
i knew it would come,
my time is done.

think twice before adopting a puppymill pup

Rex'z momma. That was so touching. I have tears pouring down my face as I write back to you.

It really hurts me...SO BAD, that these dogs are living a life of pain and torture. They're born, only to die.

How can people do this???!!?!?! How can they be so cruel!!!!!!

Everyone who wants to have their poems available for the public to read...please go here www.millbusters.com/forums and post your poem.

You all did an amazing job!