Is This Life?

I dream of running in the grass,
My fur being stroked by the wind,
I dream of feeling a loving touch,
By a human, whom I call "Friend"

But alas, I live in a nightmare,
One from which I cannot wake,
I pray for God to end my pain,
I beg him my soul to take

Each morning as my body wakes,
I hope for the warmth of the sun,
To ease the cold deep in my bones,
Another day of sorrow has begun

My feet are so sore as my tiny paws bleed,
A wire cage is what I call "home",
A human brings me water and feed,
Then again.......I'm all alone

No human here to stroke my head,
No grass beneath my feet,
No room for me to turn around,
My only peace comes in my sleep

Forever this will be my home,
No loving family will come for me,
I am only here to be bred,
And only DEATH will set me free.