Must We Kill?

My heart aches for the tiny mouse stuck on the mouse trap. Must he die a slow death? Why are humans so cruel? He's just a mouse that's looking for food. Does he really hurt anyone? He won't touch your food unless you leave it out. How can any human kill an animal? I just don't understand. He hasn't done anything to you.

I want to cry. I couldn't look at it. I want to rescue all the animals. It's true. I have a hard time understanding or accepting the circle of life. Just because someone is squeamish - just because a human doesn't want to look at the creature. How rude. How arrogant. Oh little mouse - I'll say a prayer for you. I'll cry for you. I'll try to be a better human for you and for all your brothers and sisters, not just in the rat species, in all the species.

Last night on 60 minutes, there was a segment on the last great migration in Kenya. It is so beautiful, so amazing. Yet we're destroying it. I know we are. The water is running out. The wildebeest will be decimated in about one week, the American scientist estimated. All those animals dying of thirst. And the baby cheetahs. The zebras, giraffes, the lions. What then? How will we sustain this earth? We are killing it. We are killing every living thing on it. This makes me immensely sad. Immensely. My heart aches for the deaths, the decimation of species, the obliteration of our forests, of nature. I'm sorry Mother Earth. I'm sorry we have abused and abused you. Some of us are trying to make amends. Maybe it's not too late.