Can you tell me what the sky looks like?
Can you tell me what the sky looks like?
Sometimes I imagine it’s so soft like feathers that never fall or get dirty. Or a ceiling painted with every color you can imagine.
I’ve never seen the sky, but I think it must be the most beautiful thing that exists.
There are thousands and thousands of us, but no one to ask. My sisters tell me to stop dreaming. They think the sky is just a story someone made up long ago. They think it doesn’t exist.
I imagine the sky is the opposite of this cage.
Here, the bars are so close my sisters have to stand on me just to breathe.
I eat, lay, sleep, repeat. That’s all my life can be.
If you stop laying fast enough, you die.
If you get sick, you die.
If you prolapse and don’t recover, you die.
They say my life costs nothing.
I’ve never spread my wings. I don’t even know why we have them.
Why give someone something they’ll never use?
My sisters and I once tried to make room — pressed into the cage so tightly we bled again — so that each of us, one by one, could spread our wings, just once. But no matter how we squeezed, it was still not enough.
It was naive to do it. We stopped trying after that.
I have a secret: I call myself Sky.
I’ve never seen my mom, but I pretend she chose that name for me. I heard from someone that mothers care about their kids. If that’s true — I don’t know — I want to believe she’d have given me a beautiful name, so there’s at least one beautiful thing in my life.
Sometimes I whisper it to myself at night. Names make you feel real. And I’m not sure I am. Everything around me is so horrific it shouldn’t exist.
They end our lives so young, as soon as our bodies begin to break from the stress they put us under.
I’m getting older. I think I’ll die and never see the sky.
So, please, I’m asking you: can you tell me what the sky looks like?
You’re here because you care about animals. It’s so easy to help Sky’s dream come true.
Just $5 can give almost 6 chickens like Sky and her sisters a life without cages — a chance to move, stretch their wings, and even see the sky.
They’re too often forgotten and they really need someone to care about them. They rely on you.
Have you ever changed 6 lives with just $5?
