Fur is for the creatures it was created for not for actresses, pop stars and fur hags

Why do pretty women
feel inclined to wear
another’s skin
and so because of that
another share
means death
means bloody torture
means profits for the few
means being trapped
means being strapped
means suffering the screw
that crushes limbs
and breaks the spine
means shock and blood loss too
Pretty women may be once you were
but now you do
yourselves no bloody justice
how can you ever wear?
the dead skin of another
how can you be, so unaware
of the number of poor innocents
slaughtered in their prime
so you can wear their bloody skins
and into the spotlight climb
with the camera’s, a clicking
and showing the world that you
care nothing for the animals
its obvious what you do
and why thus should we follow you
and celebrate your worth
when you decide to kill our little friends
from the same earth
I beg you check your wardrobes
and toss the fur aside
and tell your tailor people
any more would be suicide