A RED WHEEL BARROW

It was a rainy day when I was first introduced to this land of greenery.My childhood days were amazing,especially when I was let out to play with my friends.But there was a fence beyond which I always dreamt of playing.One day I found a way out and it was possible for me to escape.I informed this to my friends and the next day morning we went out to play on the other side of the fence.There we saw a sack of grains.Since we were hungry we went on feeding and then we played for a while.It started raining,we were clueless and we forgot the way back home.But after a great struggle we finally found the way and were happy.But then we saw a terrifying scene.We saw a man killing our mothers and loading them into a barrel.Then he emptied them into a machine where they were cut into pieces.And the meat was sold to a man waiting outside the farm.I was worried and started longing for the return of my mother even when I knew she wouldnot come back.How long can we sacrifice ourselves for a human?Don't they even realize the pain we undergo when we are killed? Are we born only to sacrifice ourselves for humans hunger? I thought that if I stay back I would also be killed one day and escaped back to the womb of mother earth with my friends with a hope of survival.