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Cross posted in Pets Forum. The following is the letter in it's entirety.
My compassionate friends: On August 1, 2006, less than three months before her death, I received an email from a stranger named Honey Sheperd. She wrote that she had read about my 35-states-in-5-months 4th Compassion for Animals Road Expedition (CARE-4), and expressed interest in meeting me when I come to the Los Angeles area, slated for early November. I wrote back, saying that I would be delighted. Since then, we maintained a steady correspondence, from which I became painfully aware that she was in constant physical agony from severe abuse by her former boyfriend, including having her head slammed repeatedly against the wall. But what caused her the greatest distress was that, for reasons beyond her control, she had to give her dog Bambi away, who had once saved her from a rapist. She was often full of rage and despair, which, I admit, had caused me a degree of dread in our oncoming meeting, but this dread was always dissolved in her constant love for Bambi. I do my best to offer her a side of humanity that was not dark and evil, and sent her my book according to her wish. On October 20, I received from her her last email. And before November came, I was informed that she had passed away. I am outwardly infuriated with that monster who ruined her life. Inwardly, I am crestfallen. Aside from an animal rights activist, Honey was a talented singer and poet. She had send me several of her poems. I would like to share with you the last one she sent to me, titled The German Candle. In this poem, her spirit lives forever. Anthony ----------------------------------------------- “THE GERMAN CANDLE”
by Honey Sheperd Have a White Christmas I heard the Aryans say But children of all colors Will wake up on this day I couldn’t understand The Blessings given to me If all the kids who prayed for gifts Found nothing under their tree I remember all the snow I’d find on Christmas morning But people across the World Should have heeded the Nazi’s warning So light a German Candle Cuz Hitler’s still alive The hate & propaganda Has managed to survive Children & animals All just want to play But certain HUMAN MONSTERS Would rather blow they away So light a German Candle As each one goes down But play the volume up So their screams can surround I remember a Nation coming closer And Hate almost closed it doors As a boy named Jimi Hendrix Played the Star Spangled banner with his guitar It really was quite beautiful A black kid leading the way I suddenly was aware That color was NOT the way So I lit my German Candle And watched the wax melt away I saw my Aryan race In a different light that day I only wanted to laugh & dance With someone who understood But I knew didn’t matter Most people are no good So I remember my German Candle So tall & so White I heard a MILLION voices Telling me to “fight.” A million white fists Raised a Salute to their young And as I heard the others panick I knew that Hate had won So I Prayed to the German Candle To please just melt away But I couldn’t erase or even face The sadness I felt that day And again I heard a MILLION voices Suddenly sounding like thunder But even a Nazi can change Before it all comes asunder But childhood tries to remind me Nothing will ever change I am the “German solution to human pollution” But now this seems so strange That damn German Candle I can still see it burning Yet it seemed brand new each day Its energy still yearning All the dolls that I’ve broken And all the promises that were made But nothing gives me rest I just can’t find any shade Once again, I heard a MILLION voices And sounds of combat boots The goose stepping soldiers searching As I saw my people SALUTE Can’t all this just now stop? Why can’t everyone just remember I stared at my Nazi clock It had stopped on December So have a White Christmas I was told again that day That mother fucking candle Would just not go away I remember the sounds of bullets As I dropped them into their chamber I put the gun to my head But I was aiming at a black stranger Then I remembered Jimi Hendrix And how beautiful he used to play Sorry mom & grandpa But I just can’t blow him away So I’m glad the bullet found it’s way to my brain Cause I guess a Nazi can never change I died in only seconds But my spirit still lives on But my neighbors will remember I looked like Eva Braun But have a GOOD CHRISTMAS That’s all that really matters It should’nt have any color Blood is all the same stain Each time it spatters Will someone cover that German Candle? Don’t you KNOW THAT I’M GONE? Why are you still KILLING? And singing that Christmas song? There is NO snow in Los Angeles God – I’m glad I’m gone So death still Marches on I guess that’s what I’m saying Wish we could burry our guns And spend more time Praying There should be NO government Nor any religion We should just burn one single candle And hope we’re ALL FORGIVEN… p.s. I know life would be more fun if I could just give that rabbit my gun… dedicated to ALL CHILDREN & ANIMALS who die each & every day in the name OF GOD & COUNTRY & SO MUCH BULLSHIT! Sorry I had to write this, I just need to vomit for a while.
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