Category Archives: Pigs

Suffering like no other

Pigs why do they suffer The torture every day They possess a heart that aches like hell And are tortured in every way Punching squeezing hurting their ears That’s Until they bleed Prisoners of consciousness Suffering indeed.

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To be or not to be a piglet

Little innocent piglets Thinking of their mother Imagine for a moment in time There is nothing other Than true love of their mother Who has sweated through it all Watching her babies murdered Against the filthy wall Bloodied shaking broken … Continue reading →

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The full force

He shows her his knife He touches her for she Is going to be killed It’s plain now to see He kind of smirking She feels the pain Death be the outcome Her life is in vain Taunting her we … Continue reading →

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Piglet

Oh good I am a baby pig With teeth and a curly tail I was born inside a gestation crate In a dirty gaol The farmer is my dentist And my surgeon too He uses pliers to chip my teeth … Continue reading →

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A child

It’s atrocious to be holding a baby in our arms Beautifully transparent Just so many charms Brilliantly possessing A heavenly attitude Alert to every heartbeat Evidence pursued A piglet rich on innocence A tiny testimony Proven credibility A child can … Continue reading →

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Pig HELL

A satanic stifling space A purpose made latrine Filth is everywhere It really is obscene Hot and hugely sweaty With no sweat glands at All A diabolic imprisonment That only can appal.

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Mothers and their babies

It says the whole world Now fails to see What the meat trade has done To animals, we Forget to see mothers And children When we polish off bacon and spare ribs And be Failing the family Encouraging pain Mother … Continue reading →

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Eating bacon

Extending the life of dead flesh Murdered flesh as well Tortured flesh all its short lives That alone is Hell Nitrites nitrates sulphur All sorts of chemical crap Carcinogenic offal That around your organs  wrap

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A pigs eye view on life

I really think I am handsome More so than a sausage Bacon or some spare ribs scratchings and what’s more I have a brain a heart and skin I play out in the yard I am really rather clever And … Continue reading →

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Pigs in turmoil thanks to the meat trade

Imagine being imprisoned Not guilty of any crime It’s pig farmers and the meat trade Who in fact never climb Out of hell inscrutably Consign the angels too A filthy extreme environment For that is what they do In hot … Continue reading →

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Pig ignorant farming

Sticks and prods all weaponry Abusing pigs just constantly Causing wounds and sores of course Supposedly farmers at the source Untrained mobsters causing pain Violence over and again No respect they show no care The meat trade on show everywhere

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It’s the farmers that are ignorant

She was never a criminal Never did wrong Stripped of her freedom She couldn’t belong To a forest or wood Down by the waterfall No caged in coldness Locked up as a rule

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No sweat glands to speak of

Pinkies pricked Sweating hard No sweat glands to speak of Every soul scarred With torture and upset And hatred and pain The pigs have a hard time Again and again.

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What it does to a sow to be locked up

They love to root about of course In The wild forests where It’s a hogs main dreamscape In the wind and rain they share All the smells of the countryside But locked in farrowing crates Which is what farmers do … Continue reading →

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A pig over heating farmed just for eating

Born without sweat glands the farmer knew But he kept them in hot sheds It’s what people do A pig so uncomfortable feeling the heat All he is in this world is a prime lump of meat Who cares if … Continue reading →

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Pigs to slaughter

On their way to the death camp wallers Gas will take them far away Murder us the word they are using Make these angels actually pay Crammed together hear the sobbing Pork and bacon is the thing Dressed up in … Continue reading →

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Who would be a pig in a world of carnivores

Imagine being an animal Living on a farm Feeling sick from the food you eat Of the medicines that harm A pig wants accomodation That’s clean I have to say They want to dump in a private place Not where … Continue reading →

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Piglets and the meat trade

A writhing mass of piglets Disrespected as we can see Ready to be slaughtered In a general infamy Hearts and souls and livers Eyes and crispy skin A slaughterhouse of evil With what is general sin

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Gestation crates are torture chambers

It was a man That designed this crate To save space in barns However sedate Pigs different sized pigs Get trapped there for they Cannot turn around at the end of the day A pregnant pig carrying she Will be … Continue reading →

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Sows get no chance in love

Sows are raped By horny bores Locked in crates Down on all fours No love just ramparts Female sadly Why are they treated so badly 🐖

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Pigs are born with clean habits

Born without sweat glands Which is then why pigs Need to stay cool Under the sky All grouped together Farrowed in crates Their urge to remain clean Against reprobates Farmers who care Nothing Animals who Made to stand where they … Continue reading →

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I heard what a pig said in his darkness

In a craven cellar A vile gestation crate Farrowing disasters Sadly are of late Squalid spaces smelling Of excrement and pee And I will die an Angel And shits will then eat me

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Farming pigs

His thoughts about the pigs he keeps This ignorant farmer who Imprisons them all from day one And he thinks he is true They do no have sweat glands So he keeps them in the heat Throws mud at them … Continue reading →

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Baby pigs cry too you know

Imagine a baby stuck in a crate A fallowing prison This is the fate Of piglets around the world Suffering so Caught in the bars People don’t want to know Suffering infants Suffering crying Pork ribs and sausages So many … Continue reading →

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Pig ignorant consumers

You bet it happens The vilest gate Absolute cruelty And to state Anything less Is to really lie Fabricate illustrate Watching them die Innocent angels Heavenly souls Crying in misery for Meat eating trolls

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Pigs the end game

All packed together The slaughterhouse gates Will soon see the end game Miserable states Of emotional stress They can hear they can smell The blood and the guts And the infinite hell.

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It’s a pig of a life

You can see it all On my face expressions of pain Of grief of belief Yes the meat trades insane Bacon and spare ribs And burgers test us From the heartless consumers We are under their bus Herded into trucks … Continue reading →

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A pig of a day in the life of a sow

The eye says it all He had not been to school Bred on a farm That’s what he Found himself living With nobody giving Him credence for wanting to be Alive and living With his family tree But one day … Continue reading →

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Sows suffer so

Ofcourse we see it’s in her eyes Her thoughts her mind we realise She is aching in her precious soul Finding hard to be in control Of the ugliest idea The nastiest end Her babies were murdered And now my … Continue reading →

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Poor little pigs and the meat trade

Creation of godliness That’s what they be Part of production lines Pork avidly Babies designed For gassing soon Death of each infant In the month of June January born six months to go Violence and anguish On them we bestow … Continue reading →

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