Blood On My Hands

This blood on my hands,

I know will haunt me forever,
 

I was an innocent child

I am an innocent girl

Just 13 years Old

But a murderer of many

Far more innocent than myself
 

This blood on my hands,

I know will haunt me forever
 

I’ve taken part in the mindless, needless slaughter

Of thousands

Thousands who had children

Who had parents they never met

I wallow in regret
 

This blood on my hands

I know will haunt me forever
 

Ignorance is bliss for me,

Yet for others, pure agony,

This mindless slaughter can’t go on

This isn’t the circle of life

This isn’t just killing for food

This is murder and this torture
 

This blood on my hands

I know will haunt me forever
 

Make the right decision

Either make this slaughter more humane

Make it for survival again

Or learn to survive

By being vegetarian.