Their blank eyes
Stare emotionlessly back at me
Window's into their souls,
yet no soul can be seen.
No mercy
As they torture;
Burn, poison, cut;
Me and my fellow animals.

Vivisection;
what a daunting word.
When it passes your lips
I cringe;
Memories flood my already
traumatized mind;
Of the pain I experienced;
The thoughts I thought.
The feelings I felt.
The sights I saw.
The Smells I smelt.

Blood;
Everywhere.
Pain;
Never ceasing.
Terror etched deeply on their faces;
In their broken minds.

Our screams
Never reach anybodies ears
but our own.
Our cries of terror are sealed
Behind closed doors.

Scream, Cry, Rise,
Rise against
The Men in White