Slaughter Blog Archive on October 8, 2009, 8:00

by Violet Inkpen, age 13

I see the hate in your eyes
when you look at me
the gray burns and shines
And green is all you see.

I am a loyal horse
And good and smart
If you’d ask kindly
I’d do my part.

But all you see is green
Money is your only care
So you’d gladly slaughter me
Even though I’d take you ANYWHERE!

I’d let you ride me all day
You could race me too
I’d jump over everything
I’d do it all for you!

But all you see is green
And it