This is a poem I wrote for school, but I do feel strongly for what I said. Although this poem appears to be about Humans discriminating against each other(and it kind of is) it is also about Humans general view on animals. I hurt inside when I see someone shoot a squirrel for fun. I hate watching my classmates bringing home dead deer and mounting them on the wall just for sport(It's pretty obvious they aren't killing them for food). All I'm trying to say in this poem is that no human or animal gets to choose who they are born as, and some die just because of bad luck, and we can help stop that.