Do we, as humans…have the right to take the lives of other sentient organisms…when we are not forced to do so by hunger or dietary need, but rather for the frivolous reason that we like the taste of meat? In essence, shouldn't we know better?
A fanciful poetic image or metaphor that likens one thing to something else that is seemingly very different. An example of a conceit can be found in Shakespeare's sonnet "Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?" and in Emily Dickinson's poem "There is no frigate like a book."