How can anyone hurt animals? In any way? This commentary is not just about the animal abusers, but for those people who use innocent animals in any way other than as they were placed on this earth.
Each day, I see scared, hurt animals cowering in the corners of filthy shelters. Most end up being euthanized. There simply are not enough rescue groups saving animals to provide for all of these mistreated creatures.
When I listen to Nina Simone sing Dambala, I feel a connection. This song was written as a cry about the horrors of slavery, but I hear the moaning of all who're mistreated in its verse.
I would imagine the musician Exuma who wrote this intense piece carried the same fierce anger I feel. I am amazed at the comfort I get from hearing these words. When listening to Nina Simone sing Dambala, another layer projects itself and the power of that is both terrifying and empowering.
When I hear these words, I feel strength to carry on with my own meager work. I can go on, one small step at a time to try and help these suffering ones.
Call this a voodoo curse, a hex, a poem, a lament, a dirge for all those who mistreat animals.
Whether it be someone who takes his senior pet to a high kill facility to be put to sleep by a stranger, a dog fighter who makes money in the most sinful manner,
any rescue group who misappropriates much needed donations for self gain while animals die,
to you, canned hunters who pilfer lives that wander on your ugly Texas ranches....
this song is dedicated to you.
These words might not be heard by you today, but someday there will be a reckoning as...