Lucy and Cinnamon…a Chickmas poem

Lucy is getting ready for the Chickmas Poetry Reading and Cinnamon is humming the appropriate tune in the background, so you get the full effect of Lucy’s words. Cinnamon was going to play her saxophone but even with the mike, Lucy couldn’t chirp loud enough to be heard over the music, so they decided Cinnamon would hum instead.

 

Chickmas time

everyone tells me that Chickmas Time
is a very special season
a time when humans are happier
when they are kinder
when they get together
and exchange gifts
a time when they kill and eat pigs
who are beautiful and sweet animals
a time to send cards
a time to spread joy and love
(except to the pigs, of course)
a time to decorate their houses
and bake cookies

the thing is
that’s what it’s like at The Coop
almost every single day
except we love our pig friends
and would never kill or eat them
because, as I said, we love them
and we would never eat living beings
not even humans
because chicklets extend love to everyone
not just certain ones

humans shouldn’t sing joy to the world
they should sing joy to certain beings and then name them
that would be more honest
because they seem to have little regard for anyone but themselves
and even then they are on shaky ground

so during this season of parties and laughter
we chicklets will be celebrating all life
and the only wish we have
it’s the same every year
is that humans will stop killing and torturing us

Merry Chickmas to all
and unlike humans
WE really mean all

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What if…

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What if…all the soldiers in the world were to have dinner with those they were fighting against, on December 25th.  A dinner where they would share food, pictures of their families and tell stories about the places they lived.  If they could eat together and laugh together, would they still be able to kill each other the next day?

War is about killing strangers.  If soldiers became friends would war be possible?

 

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A Chickmas poem by Jack (and Calvin, although Calvin is just there for moral support)

Merry Chickmas

Chicklets wish everyone a Merry Chickmas
these are the things to remember at Chickmas time
pick up your clothes
keep your beak clean
don’t get paste on your feet
wear a scarf if it’s cold outside
take back your government
when you know that it’s destroying your way of life
the things you value, as well as the air, earth and water
always be polite
don’t laugh when your siblings fall down
don’t be apathetic
stand up for your rights (if you still have any)
hug your mother everyday
be generous
eat all your cornbread
don’t go into the duck pond alone
boycott corporations and businesses that pollute and
back racist, sexist, hateful programs with their money
don’t jump off of high places
don’t open presents before Chickmas or you’ll ruin the surprise
work to save animals from Factory Farms and stop the horror and cruelty
of animal experimentation
be helpful
read all the time
create something wonderful each day
go for help if you get gum stuck in your feathers
always work hard to make parties and celebrations fun for everyone
Have a Merry Chickmas

 

P.S.  I have more to say but my brother said that I’m taking up too much time, so I may come back later.  Calvin and I both thank you.

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Why is this impossible to understand?

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We are on a rock flying and speeding around the sun in a never-ending universe, UNABLE TO ESCAPE.  And yet, we hate and kill each other.  Um, does this seem stupid to anyone else?  Religion is one of the biggest triggers in the world, for hatred, division and misunderstanding.

I think if we believed in each other, rather than a made up construct who is supposed to solve all the problems, he, she or it, started to begin with, by dividing us, we would have a chance at being peaceful.  Hey, I’m just saying…  People are praying constantly and??? look at us.  Are they doing it wrong?  Not often enough?  Praying to the wrong entity?  Are gods fighting among themselves?  Do any of the gods take sides? Why would they?  When god picks the other side is it because he said, “no” to some people and “yes,” to others?  Why? Or does god have reasons we are not privy to and never will be?  Or, as people ALWAYS SAY, “well it wasn’t supposed to be”.  People need to stop praying and take action to make the world a better place.  Don’t we tell our kids, “Hey, you made the mess, go clean it up?”  We made this mess and I think silly to think anyone else should try to straighten it out.

Sayings like the above are pretty and even true but a lot of people DON’T believe we are in this together, they hate other people and want them dead.  They prove this on a pretty regular basis.   I don’t care what god anyone believes in, but as long as gods exist there will be hatred and “Mine is better than yours,” kind of garbage.

Imagine a world without gods, like John Lennon asked us to do…he knew what was going on and asked us to let go of the things that were holding us back, that’s IMAGINE is all about, getting rid of the things that do divide us and cause division and hatred.  But, no one seems willing to take the risk, to let go of the fear that there isn’t anyone to take care of them but themselves.  And there in lies the rub.  Fear.  So, while in reality we are actually all in this together, it doesn’t really matter because too few care about others.  Locked into boxes of beliefs and old hatreds we keep on keeping on.  Doing what hasn’t worked for years and years…telling lies and blaming others, praying and crying over dead kids while a bunch of people pray that things will change.  Like I said, how can this make any sense?

You know, there’s a reason religion is a TABOO subject.  Because PEOPLE START FIGHTING WHEN THEY TALK ABOUT IT.  Don’t you think there’s something WRONG with that?  Friends, family member all start fighting and some even stop talking to each other forever.  How can ideas about a god be more important that the family members in front of someone?  So, when people tell me religion is about love, I don’t believe them.  It’s a subject so delicate and horrifyingly fragile that we aren’t allowed TO EVEN TALK ABOUT IT, unless we just agree with everything that’s being said.  THINK ABOUT THAT!!!!   Then ask why we have wars based on religion.  I’m talking about it because it’s a huge problem in the world and we refuse to LOOK AT THE ELEPHANT IN THE ROOM.

John Lennon is right, “…and no religion too.”

Peace out!

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Art for Peace

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Artists need to step up and create work that will help end war and violence. It’s up to us to follow in the footsteps of the artists who have come before us, those whose images still remain in our minds. It’s up to us to speak out through our art, even if it only reaches a few people…it’s what we have to give.

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On My Soapbox

With countries taking polarized stances and tension escalating around the world I don’t think that any news outlet can be trusted to provide the whole truth and nothing but the truth.  Now you might think that this is self-evident but have you done anything about it?  I would suggest reading news from more than one country to get some sort of balance.  It’s not particularly easy, given the language barriers, but there are quite a few news outlets that have output that is not in their native language. I’m thinking in particular of the Russian RT News outlet which I have found to be a great balance against Western media.  They often give prominent attention to events that the Western media have tried to downplay or ignore.  They also, obviously, have quite a different perspective on events in Syria, and so on.

If we don’t allow our media to stir us up into hatred then we are closer to finding solutions to world peace.  What do you think?  Do you have any links to non-western news outlets that you can share in the Comments section?

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Sarah