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
Gassed that our fate
We all are fearful

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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 the slaughterhouse calls
He did not put a foot wrong
But he did belong
To the meat trade
Oh fiddle dee dee 🐖

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Vegans and their sacred karma

Vegans care
And want to eat
Life forces
That never cheat
The animal world
Not ever they
Vegetable materialsFlowers and shoots
Getting to the nations roots
Raw and cooked boiled and fried
Wild and organic strong and mild
Animals don’t get a look in here
Birds or fish
It’s very clear
Growing material
Everywhere
It’s now what the vegans share
Eat seeds and roots and leaves

Instant poem for Zakoor the Bard
Great to be friends

It’s never hard
When we are vegan

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Wrapped up but not for long. By a fish

How to stifle me an eye ful
Where’s the rifle
Best it be aimed
Let me be murdered quickly
Not left sickly
As us claimed
Wrap me in a see through parcel
The oxygen yes I can see
But when it’s used up in my parcel
It will be the death of me

Instant poem from the Bard Zakoor

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I be that horse from out that mine

A horse they force into the source of evil down below
It really wants to romp with joy
But down the mines
They do employ
To see the sky to smell each morn
To just be glad
That he was born
Instead trussed up into the earth
Forced to slave for all his worth
Poor old soul he muttered low
In the field I prefer to go
But sadly it’s what I must do
Slave down the mine
Yes folks that’s true.

An instant poem from the Bard Zakoor

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Animals and their dwindling Rights

William Blake
Knew of karmic Debt
All those years ago
“Robin red breast in his cage”
His auguries on show

Me well I have been
Penning odes
For over 70 years
Following in the footsteps
Of the great souls it appears

“Auguries of Innocence”
Billions of souls have died
The Meat Trade
And the Farmers
Their profits they’ve denied

Mothers fathers babies
Slaughtered in Great pain
Stunned and frightened
And others killed
In front of us just slain

In front of some
mothers
Baby piglets smashed
Down hard on a concrete floor
Their little heads just bashed

Watching their legs still twitching
Families feel this woe
Government inspectorate
Watching as we know
The runts don’t get a look in
Gestation fall aways
Why infants ?
all that karma
Still blow after blow

The cruelty at slaughter
And now Halal we see
And Kosher no pre stunning
Bled out violently
Multi purpose slaughter
It’s happening today
Halal kosher and conventional
The meat trade cries Hoo ray

Carnivoral Death and karmic Debt
The title of Blake’s ode
I have written thousands of them
But it doesn’t bode
All that well for animals
Whom They slaughter everyday
In front of each other,
Just imagine that
They pray

The Jewish and the Muslims
In their sacred tongues
Conventionally their wondrous prayers
More so heed the tongues
Of government Inspectorate
Who sadly fail to see
The vile and vicious end of life
That happens seemingly.

20% of halal probably tortured pain
And almost all of the kosher kills
They watch all the blood drain
Out onto the kill floor
That is what they do
Slaughter every innocent
Yes my Dears it’s true.

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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 friend
She will be slaughtered
Hung up to die
The pain and the suffering
For me, I just cry
That this sacred creation
Will end up as meat
With nitrites and god knows what else

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Halal Islamic Law

A swift deep cut to an innocent throat
A dedication by a Muslim who
Complete blood drainage
Is supposed to be
Ethical and hygienic
But I as a VEGAN do not agree

A BismillaH recited
Means nothing to me
I feel for the animals
And what I see
Is it’s cruel and it’s absolute
Which is now why
About 80% are pre stunned
They don’t die
Their not dead
But at least
They can be
Woken again
From what is some 20 %
I do not agree
It was never meant
Religious slaughter
It’s shouldn’t take place
And that it’s allowed
Is a blooming disgrace.

All its blood drained
Never pigs or birds of prey
Or from meat eating animals
That’s what they say
No other methods
No contamination
Yet mixed slaughterhouses
Across our nation

Apparently it’s happening
Agonised slaughter
It’s bloody horrible
It’s bloody horrible

Which is why I have been vegan
Over 60 years

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Often the retort from ignorant purchasers in the meat trade

The ignorant they are quick to retort
We go to a small butcher
Somehow they thought
He would be kinder
It’s bloody wrong
Many are buying slaughterhouse
And belong
To viciousness and horror
We see it every day
Despite government inspectors
Who look the other way

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May time is here again

A merry month of May arrives
Full of joyful life
Bird song welcomes everyone
Primroses are everywhere
Coming to an end
Searching out the artist in our souls
This wild flung friend
Five petals and five stamens
Thanks to the bee’s we see
Pollination going on
Guaranteed and free

Transferring plant materials
From other plants ensures
Natures wondrous advantages
I have to note it scores
Highly on the healthy look
And honestly ensures
All the pollinators Wasps and bees and all
Tirelessly they work their magic
From their godly school

Look out just see the buttercups
A perfect blaze of gold
Hated by the farmer
Who quietly yes May scold
Nature for incorporating these plants
In his field
Bitter very acrid tasting
Horridly does wield
A kind of upset really
For the cows for they do know
And keep away from Buttercups
Wherever they may grow.

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Awelfa in Spring

Near my house is a track
It, doesn’t go that far
Bounded by bushes
And wild flowers that are
Edible many of them
Just free to eat
Where hedgehogs and even a stoat
Do compete

Sedums and ground Ivy clovers
As well
Dandelions, plantains
Shops do not sell
But they are for free here
Herbals that can
Be thought of as sacred
For yes common man

With sun in the sky
The dandelions they
Are awake with their petals
On each sunny day
The flowers and the stems can be eaten
For they
make a stem pasta
That’s really ok

The flowers in a salad
Helps tone up the skin
Strengthens our blood
It means we can win

Hands down, they are free
No money to pay
Every bit of the plant
Can be eaten each day
Dandelion tea from the leaves
Or the flowers
is good for our livers
It has restorative powers

Yes All around in the early light
The wild flowers love to be
A myriad of different plants
Growing cheerfully.
Wild garlic in the bushy shade
And lots of wild birds they
Come to pick up all the seeds
That brighten up each day.

The dry stone walls
Are everywhere
Where slow worms come and rest
Lichens mosses wild birds even
Move here for its best
A quiet public walk way
Just three houses here
I am the topper most White House
Where serenity my dear

Is always close

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Soulitary

I be a melodic minstrel
Closer to my bounteous Queen
Whose beauty is an abundance
In the forests and mountains green

At night she sends her magic
And on my pillow i
Share the spell bound mysteries
With opal tears

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The Protection for KOSHER Meat eating humans

Kosher killings
And consumption
Apparently appears to me
Not to accommodate the vast numbers
Who accumulate insensitively
Only the front part of each carcass
And Only purely healthy souls
Are ever consumed by Jewish people
Presumably its the other ghouls
Eating the rear ends and the organs
The processed mobsters minced away
Into burgers and stomach linings
And fried with trans fats
Day on day

Kidneys and livers accumulate
Insecticides and glyphosate
And other rotten toxic compounds
That science ever did create
Tongues must taste other tongues
And stomachs too
Blood vessels circulating alien blood flow
And excrete their waste it seems it’s so
alien roughage laced with horrors
Fraught with karma and possibly
Whereas Kosher feels protective
Of The deliberate entity.

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Harts head slaughterhouse. And some of the animals voicing their opinions

Slaughtering by its very name is iniquitous
Laws in place apparently protect
Various forms of killing methodology
Halal and Kosher non stun but are they
checked
Animals are very sensitive beings
Up against the machinery of man
The stench of death the fear
You can cut it with a knife
The bellowing the agony
The evil and the strife
Kosher only uses the front end of a soul
The rest is used in halal and conventional
Whose role
Is basically to frighten
Their innocence one sees
Undefiled and spotless
Unworldly callow frees
Every cow that follows
Bloodlust everywhere
Fear and fright the sounds in spite
And what is such despair

Being prodded forward
Which is against the
law
They are being persecuted
And threatened for sure

Threats from all directions
Like hostages they be
Intimidated at every step
The blackguards seemingly
Prodding using expletives
Angering the soul
Blood and snot and pitilessness
And where is the control

We are suffering so very much
Heavy hands and hate
Infringing on our gentle nature
Unduly they berate
Scant respect for how we feel
Going to our death
Murder most foul around the corner
And our love for breath

They feel like vindictive bastards
Defiant in their way
Bruising us and injuring us
EstablishIng their way
of being extra brutal
Self centred sods they be
Heavy handed hurtful swipes
Leaving us bloody

A wickedness is in the air
A slippery slope to the end of life
It just ain’t bloody fair
We have not done wrong
We have realised
Our time is up today
And we are being slaughtered
In an egregious way

The stench of blood and guts and vomit
Fill us the extreme
Shouting swearing electric prodding
Hearing old friends scream
Laws what laws ?
what religion
Culpability
Many caught red handed
Being cruel now blatantly

Slaughter men are heartless
Soulless actually
They wound us and they stab us
It’s all done awfully
Hurtfully as if they can’t feel pain
In their own way
We are just abandoned
Each one of us today

Religion special practices
The joke apparently
No One knows what’s going on
But we suffer terribly
They wound us they cut bits off us
Decapitate us we
were breathing just a bit before
It’s vile degeneracy

Legal flaws are every where
Humanity it stinks
Vegans are the angelic souls
Honestly their links
With heaven and the cherubs
Compared to ritual dying
Halal and kosher inconsolable
It’s well death defying

Despite the stipulations
False labelling of soughts
The ugliness personified
The really wayward thoughts
Slaughtering us animals
Is torture all the way
Meat eaters of the universe
Yes
you are bound to pay
Karma the profound one
The vapour in the air
We pray now for more vegans
To just be more aware

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A better sort of carnivore

The meat trade
Distinguishes certain depositaries
The domesticated
Chained in their barn
Not allowed to eat wild plants
And manifest order
Allotted the pre chosen
Fixed amount yarn

More and more land use
For more and more animals
Fatter and fatter
The milk supping souls
Not the calves
They don’t matter
Kidnapped from mother
Who chase farmers carts
Sisters or brother

More sad broken families
More dairy cows crying
Vegetarians really
Are soft carnivores
The Meat eating market
Cannibals
Actually
And all of the sacrifice
Tragically falls

On the animals

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Evolutionary ladder

Our culinary ladles
Sadly appear
To more often than not
Find a reason to fear
On laboratory tables
Or in specimen jars
Apes can be found
And are somewhat the stars
No choice no sacrifice
Apparently
Some will eat monkey meat
Apparently
Remember as children
Our teachers were there
We believed
Them apparently
What they
did share
Legs of lamb
And calf cutlets
Babies of choice
Throttled and silenced
They failed to give voice
To the agonised screams
Of the slaughter mans axe
Filling our guts
With the murderous facts

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Humanities monsters

Such a sickness exists
It has happened and we
Such foulness such grossness
So lamentably
Injurious infernal nauseous
See
a beautiful infant
Raped Orally
..By the depraved and vicious
So execrably
Finding the words
In a dictionary
Is an abomination
That has damagingly
Ended the life of an Angel.

Jamie Varley aged 37 upper airway obstruction oral rape of adopted baby
Story from Daily Mail.

John Magowan-Fazakerley 32
Preston Crown Court

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Glyphosate use on non organic cereals

Plant based milk that’s not organic
Uses glyphosate
Carcinogenic herbicide
It’s fixing the date
Of sickness for us humans
Buy organic if you can
Afford the precious methods
And then support a ban
On using vile exceptional
Glyphosate and more
Herbicides whose place derides
And causes more and more
Imbalances in our precious bodies

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China’s infamous cat torturers

Those retards that use on line sites
To torture dogs and cats
Apparently in China constantly having spats
With genuine animal lovers
Who will never agree
That evil darkly processes
Will never genuinely
Be allowed to flourish
Such wickedness must be
Criminalised forever
As murderous activity

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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
Terrible torture that’s what we do
To poor little babies
Yes folks it’s true.🐖

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A walk in the countryside this afternoon

Out for a walk
And what did we see
A hillside where splendour
And Nature roam free
An elegant stag
With one antler and he
Was tasting the fresh grass
And herbage wildly
A tree where the fae
Had took residence and
Lamas patrolling on the same land
A beautiful moment
Of magical bliss
Our walk in the countryside
Not one to miss

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Murdered at Primrose Hill

Ravaged and murdered by a gang of scum
They beat him and stabbed him
Leaving him numb
With their excessive horror
Violence beyond
Savagery honestly
Some did abscond
Raging demonstrably
Violent as hell he was using his camera
So we hear tell set upon grotesquely
And left dying poor soul
By the evil now raging
Out of control

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Afghan refugee rapes sheep and goats in France

From Afghanistan a refugee
Raped sheep and goats
Their tragedy
This monster vile explicitly
Attacked and injured them viciously
Imagine the evil the heart felt pain
Raping these souls again and again
Straight out of hell diabolically
Caused immeasurable harm
And must never be
Free to repeat his heinous act
His brutality
The ultimate fact

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Stag hunting

Chasing a wild stag
That’s what they do
In front of families with children
In view chasing for five hours
Threateningly
Wildness torn out of it
So viciously
The hunts need a kicking
They need a good hiding
Killing our wild life

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Gay families

An overriding ignorance
Leading to pure arrogance
Male lovers in appearance
Believe they have the right
To abuse the actual privilege
Of parenting a baby
Two males fails objectively
Causing utter blight
A baby needs it’s mother
A female yes by gender
Two males can’t make a family
Creatively we know
Sexually they cohabit
Against creative forces
From evil ugly sources
They continue to bestow

Wickedness apparent
What is a true distortion
What constitutes a family
Two males just cannot be
Able to override the fact
That A mother is the answer

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I stayed a while

I met a hound
A character
Wilbur was his given name
A haughty bark
Who made his mark
In the countryside
He staked his claim
Diminutive
Yet boisterous, he
Lived with Robert
Oldham who
Lived in little Heath
A great address
Where badgers and foxes
Never wanted for less

Hollies and hazels
And oaks and pine
Blue bell clusters
That smelled divine
In a hearty home
Once a dairy
Partly
Where cows did graze
And their milk
Was heartily

Given as freely
To those who came
To the little dairy
Whose claim to fame
The house was built
A while ago
When the fire of London
It did glow
Awake to the many cries of grief
A hundred thousands homes
Belief
in wooden structures
Close together they
At Pudding lane
Did burn they say

This amazing house
It’s seclusion, where
Potten End and it’s wild
Ness share
With squirrels and owls
And muntjacs who
Deem to display
Their magic too

I stayed a while
In a dreamy state
In a topper-most room
Where a roof of slate
Harboured a warmth
Expressing control
Giving warmth to a lonely soul
Up and down it was battery driven
A seat that helped my legs to drive
Serenity and such historic values
Really helped me to survive

Claudia a life long friend
Made the acquaintance bountifully
Prepared my room with her gentle ease
Arranged it all which did nobly please
The aged poet bent on rhyme
And enjoying the heritage born in time
A house of character gently so
A wooded copse with a heavenly glow
Prosaic peacefulness pandering to
The solitary gentleman owner who

Three weeks there a holiday
Encapsulated one might say
In regent splendour atop was I
Beautiful beams and walls to sigh
To dream to create my story lines
To sit in the sun and it certainly shines
Where the song birds feed
And heraldically
Soften the hearts of the
Poetry

That flies and flies
All around the place
Rob Oldham’s manner
Each wild embrace
Wilbur his dog a gentle soul
Excited to see us
Knowing his role
A companion animal
Watching o’re
His gentle master
Who he did adore

Out across the bathroom scene
Wild repose and verdant green
Homely, magical peaceful sights
Misty mornings soulful nights
Serenity a dormant swell
It’s all surrounding I hear tell
The history each darkly hour
Of consciousness
And gentle power
Spent there bringing wildness and
A marvellous magic across the land

Back home in my mountainous place
Far away am I this day
Thoughts though of the dreamy seclusion
The old houses charm
And wild profusion
The ancient wildness that surrounds
Mildly mystic
And it’s grounds
Beautifully peaceful
Everyday
Hearing the owls
Never far away.

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A pig wishes

A pig ‘s sensitivity to life is the extreme
Born without sweat glands it can dream
Of mud and wetness of soulful prose
And the wind in summer I do suppose.

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A horse suffers

When the race began
Each horses Heart
Was forced to run
To so impart
A galloping stance
A strict degree
To bleed inside
And internally
To stress to violate all cause
And to die a death

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Udder flaring

Udder flaring
Imagine that
Hairy udders
Burning fat
Absolute agony
Females feel
The wrath of man
Who dares conceal
The ugliness the vicious side
Of dairy

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A cat needs refuge

If a cat be sad
And it needs to be
Warm and dry
Then insanity
Kicks in big time at least for me
For to love a cat
Is just wonderfully
Rewarding this has to be said

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