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A Poem

Hey Everyone,
I wrote this the other day. I write a lot of poetry and usually never share
it. I passed it along to a friend, and he felt that I should share it with
people. So here's my shot at creativity and getting a message across.

A scowl genetically embedded on my face, as I didn't come from the greatest
place.

I was born out of brutality and cruelty. Any act of kindness towards me
would be something completely new to me.

I never win the popularity contest, as I am not liked by many. When they
handed out chances, I never received any.

I always walk alone, but not by choice, I can’t even plead my case, as I have
no voice.

The jury is out before my trial even begins. I have become a storage
facility that is full of humanity's sins.

My friends are sentenced to death without committing a crime. The hurt and
the pain that is inflicted on me is overlooked all the time.

I have been racially profiled because of my breed. Fought to the death for
other people’s greed.

I have viewed much of my life on chains, or behind bars. You cant even see
my smile, because its been hidden by scars.

You read horrific stories of all my heinous acts. The press exploits me
without knowing all the facts.

my neck has grown heavy with your weights and your chains. I have been fed
nothing but torture, and I have absorbed all the pain.

my life can be compared to that of slavery... Is this the path that society
has made for me?

I am resilient by nature and I have way too much pride. That's why its rare
to see someone like me ever cry.

What I really want is to be by your side. I'm loyal to you forever or at
least until I die

What few of you know is how emotional I can be, all I want is to be part of
your family.

I am not saying that all of us are perfect or great. Humans come in both and
good and bad, so you should be able to relate.

I don't want to be beaten down any longer. You need to make laws to protect
me, much stronger.

Don’t stand there and let this happen one more day. The cruelty I am
subjected to is not OK.

I know it will take time and your schedule is full. Why would you want to
try and help me??

I'm just a pit bull.

Jason M Flatt
President and Founder
Friends To The Forlorn Pitbull Rescue Inc.
A registered 501 (c)(3) organization


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			Tales and Testimonials Stories From Local Friends and Family Testimonial #1 June 2009 Hello, I am not a pit owner. I have a Rottweiler which receives a lot of the same crap the pit bulls do. But I wanted to say something about something that happened 2 days ago. My ten year old daughter was walking home from school and this gorgeous black pit bull approached her. She stopped but as he was approaching her his whole body was wiggling in excitement. He wanted to play with her (and he wasn't a puppy by any means) He followed her up to my door, lay out on my porch and even tried coming in my house, never once stopping that tail from wagging. I don’t know much about the breed itself, but I do have to say I was shocked and have changed my views on what others say about them as I saw firsthand how sweet they can actually be. His mommy later came for him after he visited the neighbors. Have a great day. A Poem Hey Everyone, I wrote this the other day. I write a lot of poetry and usually never share it. I passed it along to a friend, and he felt that I should share it with people. So here's my shot at creativity and getting a message across. A scowl genetically embedded on my face, as I didn't come from the greatest place. I was born out of brutality and cruelty. Any act of kindness towards me would be something completely new to me. I never win the popularity contest, as I am not liked by many. When they handed out chances, I never received any. I always walk alone, but not by choice, I can’t even plead my case, as I have no voice. The jury is out before my trial even begins. I have become a storage facility that is full of humanity's sins. My friends are sentenced to death without committing a crime. The hurt and the pain that is inflicted on me is overlooked all the time. I have been racially profiled because of my breed. Fought to the death for other people’s greed. I have viewed much of my life on chains, or behind bars. You cant even see my smile, because its been hidden by scars. You read horrific stories of all my heinous acts. The press exploits me without knowing all the facts. my neck has grown heavy with your weights and your chains. I have been fed nothing but torture, and I have absorbed all the pain. my life can be compared to that of slavery... Is this the path that society has made for me? I am resilient by nature and I have way too much pride. That's why its rare to see someone like me ever cry. What I really want is to be by your side. I'm loyal to you forever or at least until I die What few of you know is how emotional I can be, all I want is to be part of your family. I am not saying that all of us are perfect or great. Humans come in both and good and bad, so you should be able to relate. I don't want to be beaten down any longer. You need to make laws to protect me, much stronger. Don’t stand there and let this happen one more day. The cruelty I am subjected to is not OK. I know it will take time and your schedule is full. Why would you want to try and help me?? I'm just a pit bull. Jason M Flatt President and Founder Friends To The Forlorn Pitbull Rescue Inc. A registered 501 (c)(3) organization Go check out our friend's stories!!