Killing animals in slaughterhouses

Posted on February 4, 2026 by Rex Tyler

Animals have hearts and minds
Godly creations they
All well aware
From sight and sound
What’s happening to them the day
They are carted off for slaughter
The smells the blood the noise
Being manhandled hearing others
Is not one of life’s joys
It instils in them such fervour
Fear taints their very soul
Tortured at the point of death

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Taking a pair of sheep to the lairage

Posted on February 4, 2026 by Rex Tyler

Sheep are very sensitive
They feel bad and they know
When they are going to be slaughtered
Knives sharpened yes on show
Nothing left to chance for them
A frightening prospect they
Have to come to terms with it
What else can I say
Except how bloody cruel it was

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Abusing monkeys by experimenting on them commercially

Posted on February 4, 2026 by Rex Tyler

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Sheep made ready for slaughter

Posted on February 4, 2026 by Rex Tyler

Tied up uncomfortably
Tortured in fact
Sheep do feel pain
How people react
To the vile means of containing
These beautiful souls
Allocated for killing
Meeting the goals
Payment for slaughter
You see it you feel
It’s entirely cruel
To actually deal
In such a way
With innocent animals
Who put their trust in us

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Warriors of conscience

Posted on February 4, 2026 by Rex Tyler

The military believe it or not
Seemingly
Changed their tack
And say sorry
Saying they failed us
At last it feels real
To the marines and the sailors
It feels they reveal

To those of us sacked
And made scape goats of
They
For refusing the covid injections
Our pay
And our future was ended
And now what you have done
Is man up at least
Though To some it may stun

But truthfully
Admitting that we were so right
It’s about time
For you to see the light
Dismissing us really
A factor thats true
And accept it was valour
That did bring us through

Yes powerfully made
With bounden duty
Our refusal was laid
By the military
After our blood
And now that you see
Our Inescapable duty
Was not contrary

Our code of honour
Stood us in good stead
Our moral high ground
Has finally led
To feel obligated
To pardon us we
We’re bound by honour
and true history

Being ethically moral
Whatever the threat
Is richly-deserved
If in stone it is set
Due consideration
At least now we feel
Able to hold our heads high.

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The Magic Lantern Cinema

Posted on February 3, 2026 by Rex Tyler

Once a row of tumbledown cottages
Then an assembly rooms did stand
There since 1893
Until ofcourse they planned
To open a small cinema
In 1930 they
Created one to serve the town
Of Tywyn along the way

With its SONY 4K digital
With Dolby surround sound
Wide spaces in between the rows
And food served, as I found
It’s quaint and very special
Showing films to day
Standing back in Corbet Square, me thinks
For those who are aware

It’s a very attractive frontage
A bold red, none can miss
Inside the friendly staff to serve
Adding to the bliss
One feels of such a venue
Above a host of electric bulbs
A truly eclectic place
Wistfully returning souls
Through time’s soft embrace

Drove out from Dolgellau
On the coastal road
Following the Estuary
Clearly It did bode
Well for a really a nice day out
A film and coming back
The sky lit up with sunlight a glorious
Hanging o’re the sea
A heavenly picture painted
For the onward bound to be
And To marvel at its beauty
It’s miraculous display
The Welsh are very fortunate
As was I today

My friends were Ann and Peter
Caring souls they be
They kind of took me under their wing
As a constancy
Sharing their fine temperament
Helping in every way
To give me a really special journey
And an exciting day

The film was about Shakespeare
1564 he was born
His lady wife
Some eight years before
Two children one sadly who died
The story of their lives
She the daughter of a forest witch
And we know his work survives

Poets and playwrights
Layer ideas
Scribe all their hours
Amidst their own tears
So much emotion conjured expressing
Much of their life
And sadly confessing
Wild adaptations tragic events
That really test time
Though in essence make sense

I be a poet
I scribe every day
I use a blog
For that’s a fine way
Of getting the thoughts out
And sharing a life
Which today saw such beauty

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A father’s plea ignored

Posted on February 3, 2026 by Rex Tyler

Listening to the testimony
Of a father
With a daughter of 14 years old
Who
he tells
The police she is being held
In a house against her will
Not once
but several times
And they just remain still

Offering up a host of futile answers
Derbyshire Police
Eventually confirm
They have been in touch
And she is with her friends
Imagine that will you
Left her with the grooming gangs
That was the thing to do

Imagine that
These criminals getting away with this
A minor in great peril
Someone’s taking the piss
Which ever way you look at it
Such negligence is high
These officers were they stupid
themselves?
the obvious risks were high
The more I think about this
It’s a most regrettable tale
Whoever was responsible
Deserves to be in jail

Anything could happen
In England! can we believe
That the police have been
So negligent
well it
Shocks us to the core
Declining to police the crime
And to utterly ignore
A father’s cry for help
With groomers on the prowl
She was a 14 year old child
And the crimes reported foul

And now we know the outcome
The evidence is rife
These vile men they were grooming her
For sex
The vilest strife
That any child
should go through
And the police they turn away
Can‘t
be bothered and fail to care
What is left to say

A parlous situation
So vulnerable was she
Beset with utter evil
Undefended actually
Heavy odds to contend with
And Authority turns away
And leaves a child in jeopardy
Then the culprits have to pay

Rupert Lowe is on the case
Thank goodness

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China

Posted on February 3, 2026 by Rex Tyler

China is a massive country
It’s energy bills must be
Pretty high
They pump it out
Manufacturing’s high
Every bloody country
Expects their exports to
Be good and cheap and shipped on time
But Britain doesn’t have a clue

We are minuscule in area
But our government is nuts
Fuel and oil and gas and water
They take us all for mutts
The North Sea and the coalfields
Could see our bills come down
But they bloody well talk big about
Green taxes it’s the clown
Milliband excited by the wind the rain the snow
Windmills solar wind power
He wants all that to grow
We are paying through our noses
Unlike the Chinese who
Are pumping the solids and the C02
They are of course communists
In England Labour rules
In the last 12 months the countries fallen
It’s being run by fools
Who all live in their mansions
Whilst the people struggle on

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A year in the life of an Osprey

Posted on February 2, 2026 by Rex Tyler

It happened in Latvia
Not long ago
A camera was fitted
To watch the show
An Osprey family
High in the crown
Of a tree in a forest
It’s a long long way down

All kinds of branches
Hefty and thin
Weaved into a nest of sorts
Great magic they spin
With their big yellow eyes
Observant they be
Taking turns to sit briefly
On their eggs
1 2 3

Coming and going
All of the time
Chirping like crazy
The way that they climb
About on the nest
With the eggs lying there
Be sat on and tread on
Way up in the air

Caution to the wind
With a vast kind of howl
Backwards and forwards
The two of them prowl
Fetching fresh fish
For their high tea
With resolute courage
So High in the tree

With their colourful feathers
Flapping about
It takes ingenuity
Without a doubt
The hen and the cock
Are pretty big birds
Affectionate playfulness
I’m lost for words

Out of One of the eggs
A fluffy grey soul
Looks like a dinosaur
Its risible role
On the edge of the nest
Is to stay put and feed
On the fish being brought
Satisfaction indeed

It starts to rain
Heavy drops everywhere
Perched on the twigs
A family who share
The comings and goings
They do seem to be
Soaked to the skin
So unfortunately

The excitable pair
A fidgety craze
Nervous and skittish
Each passionate phase
Feelings running high
Each fish that was caught
Got bigger and bigger
Elation in short

They have a large wingspan
And flap them a lot
Backwards and forwards
Sat on the spot
Loving in some respects
And attentive pair
It must have been cold up there
I am aware

Sitting up in a hide
In what is heavy rain
Preening and feeding
A chick half insane
Ripping the slivers
And fed beak to beak
The baby was growing
Bigger each week

A bountiful harvest
And generous size
Backwards and forwards
Down from the skies
Fish after fish
Broth spurting high
The baby soon ready
To actually fly

Fledged it’s remarkable
What you can see
With a camera perched
On the top of a tree
In a wind that’s just howling
They are jostled about
Their single mindedness
Without a doubt

It Keeps them unnerved
In an unwavering way
Undiscouraged in fact
To each passing day
Their penchant to succeed
Wildness their strength
Unbidden free will
An impossible length

Of commitment affirming
The family asserts
The future is a good one

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Meat eating karma

Posted on February 2, 2026 by Rex Tyler

Even the Osprey
A lion
Or a shark
Prefer eating fresh kill
Their karma they park

They perform their own kills
Whilst our karma is stark
It is eaten alive
In the main there’s less strain
Which is how they survive
So many humans who mimic these souls
Eat slaughterhouse torture
Degenerate trolls

Eat after many days
And often preserved
Like bacon and ham
And nitrites that jam
Up our organs and brain
Slaughter house workers
Torture they do
Pesticides powerful
Glyphosate too

Human shit spread on the fields
Yes each day
Nitrates and nitrites
And palm oil at play
And cadmium and lead
In our chocolate now high
And chem trails and 5 g
Coming down from the sky

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The first of the seasonal festival days

Posted on February 1, 2026 by Rex Tyler

Imbolc a time when the new born lambs
Eyes
On opening see the wintry skies
Their mothers in milk
A first creamy meal
The first festival day
Introspection and renewal
Is how we reveal

In the earth we see snowdrops
Crocus and more
The tall daffodils
Golden petals the raw
Winds and the hail
And perhaps even snow
A seasonal festival sabatts aglow

With a purposeful energy
Brighid we know
The goddess looks favourably
On the livestock below
Half way between Winter Solstice
And Spring
Where Introspection and Renewal
Does so surely bring

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Animals deserve so much more from us

Posted on February 1, 2026 by Rex Tyler

Mind you what I’ve heard
Are animals dying
Tortured to death
It’s just DEATH defying
My hopes for your spirit
What is neuralink
Brain implants and all that
Takes me to the brink

Elon musk

How can you allow this
Sheep,
pigs and apes
Even rats and mice
All of these shapes
Tortured and broken
And killed off for good
When we all know it’s bad
And nobody should
Frighten so woefully
Wildness galore
So paralyzed people
Can walk
No what’s more
Gertrude the pig
And so many more
Are not breathing sir
Thanks to you ANY MORE

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Neuralink and experiments on animals

Posted on February 1, 2026 by Rex Tyler

Mind you what I’ve heard
Are animals dying
Tortured to death
It’s just DEATH defying
My hopes for your spirit
What is neuralink
Brain implants and all that
Takes me to the brink

Elon musk

How can you allow this
Sheep,
pigs and apes
Even rats and mice
All of these shapes
Tortured and broken
And killed off for good
When we all know it’s bad
And nobody should
Frighten so woefully
Wildness galore
So paralyzed people
Can walk
No what’s more
Gertrude the pig
And so many more
Are nit breathing sir
Thanks to you ANY MORE

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I am with you Elon

Posted on February 1, 2026 by Rex Tyler

Don’t let them get to you
Making you sad
Your a man of your word
It’s them that are bad
Your great intelligence
Your heart of fire
Your resolution
An eternal pyre
Rocket propulsion
Spirited flight
I am with you Elon
And it all will come right

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The Eurasian Lynx

Posted on February 1, 2026 by Rex Tyler

Hiding in plain sight
The Lynx
Is quietly coming back
With It’s wildness it’s apparent
It has to take some flack
From farmers and land owners
But Bohemia, the place
Showing ice and frost suffice
To compliment and Grace

Some of Europe’s forests
And there the Lynx survives
A dense coat, keeps the cold out
With large soft feet it drives
His waking heart to hunt here
From a female , she
Has a bunch of children now
And she independently

Lives apart,
It’s the Lynx way
And looks after her brood
Every few days has to kill
Her hunting prowess shrewd.

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Carpets

Posted on January 31, 2026 by Rex Tyler

At nine o’clock this morning
The Idris van was here
David and his friend
Packed full of Carpets
It was clear
I had woken up so early
I thought I heard a yell
Imagining I had overslept
But on checking
I heard a bell
At nine not five o’clock
I kind of got it wrong
Got over excited
But on checking it was early
It must have been a dream
Clearly the excitement
Expectant of his team
Coming to Awelfa
To carpet and to be
Using all His magic
Which he does so expertly

Carpets and landscape vinyl
It was going to be
A wonderful improvement
On the staircase too
I see
Wider treads and softness
And genuine English weave
Soft and warm and wonderful
Now I can believe

The house is decorated
It’s looking princely and
Genuinely beautiful
Absolutely grand
David is an expert
A really genuine guy
So Calm and collected

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The King Tree

Posted on January 31, 2026 by Rex Tyler

Standing close to
the King Tree
Coed y Brenin forest park
At Tyn-y-Groes
It makes it’s mark
Seemingly it knows
The river whitens at that point
Over the boulders below
This massively impressive tree
All these years did grow
An amazing circumference
Straight up to the sky
Imagine the energy
All those feet
So high
Surrounded by a cluster
Of comrades one and all
It really takes your breath away
In its kingdom it doth rule

A Douglas Fir
A giant stare
Internal circadian clock aware
All these years and weathers we
Experience it’s instancy
How it communicates every day
It’s huge roots thrust
In its regal way
It’s what it is it’s how it grows
Across the years
It’s what it knows
An individual a trunk so round
Rooted firmly in the ground

On the path where I now stand
Having walked a while
On forest land
The whimsical water down below
Someone’s dog entered its flow
Fetching a branch and curiously
Puffing away in front of me
In this forest of giants
An enthralling time
Worthy yes of the simple rhyme

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The Lynx

Posted on January 31, 2026 by Rex Tyler

farmers and land owners
Can’t see beyond
Their noses alas
Being not very fond
Of the idea of predators walking about
Predating on deer and boar
There’s no doubt
We need them, their solitary
And what they will do
Is spread a bit of fear about
Which is then true
The victims will move
Not eat every leaf
And all the young saplings
It’s beyond belief

No wolves and no bears
The champions who
Predate and control
The herds it is true
We need them for balance
Like the Scottish wildcat
Doing it’s naturals
That’s where it’s at

In these forest abroad
Great tall firs reach the sky
In Norway and Elsewhere
Their progressively true
To themselves to environments
That’s what we need
Bringing back balance
For us to succeed.

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The non passerine SWIFTS

Posted on January 31, 2026 by Rex Tyler

A visit from Africa
Who comes back eVery year
Two toes forward
Two toes backward
It is very clear

They own a dedication
To flight and all it holds
Long pointed wings
Short fork tails
A high pitched scream
That never fails

To frighten people
Becoming rare
On the red list
Thus we should care
In April and May they all arrive
And in August they leave
It’s too survive

They come to mate
And for life they pair
To established nests
On houses where
Human beings frequent, they
Can participate in a friendly way

Bu having Swift boxes
Fixed to our walls
ready for when the
Visitor calls.

They eat flying insects
And spiders too
Their ability to fly
It’s true
Is remarkable
These
Opodidae
Missed my me
When they deem To fly

away
Imagine the journey
Via France
All the way to Africa
And not by chance
Such a journey
The strength they need
To commit and return
To mate and feed.

Passerine birds are many
Their toe structures 3 toes forward
One toe backwards
Perching or song birds.

Non Passerine like Parrots Pigeons Ducks Turkeys
Sea birds,SWIFTS,Quails, Pelicans and man others

L

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Dinorwic Lake Quarry

Posted on January 30, 2026 by Rex Tyler

It was once the scene of massive
Slate workings
High up here
Seventy eight long years
Since closure
It isn’t really clear
When coming upon
What now is a genuine UNESCO site
It’s just been left to Nature
To reclaim what is her right

It all had been abandoned
And slowly finds its way
To return in fact to how it was
On that first long day
How natural springs and run offs
Have established a bright lake
How trees and plants and wild life
Have returned quietly to make

An area so beautiful
As beautiful as before
The relics left in situ
No one can ignore
The influence of slate up here
The remnants everywhere
The dry stone structures
Crumbling for
it’s wild life now who share

The peacefulness of the mountains
A scenic magic so
Where wildness is reclaiming
It’s place
Where lichens grow
Liver worts and ancient plants
Quietly doing their thing
Woodlands are encroaching
Their magic now they bring

The birches first to want to grow
Establishing a hold
Attracting wild life
More and more
As wind and rain have rolled
Over the environment
In this ancient air
Giants from neolithic times
Anywhere else are rare

A peace of mind you feel it
The solace of the sight
Celtic temperate forests
Arrive they just alight
Struggling into life here
Windswept rained on they
add to the wondrous setting
That we all see here today

Tawny owls and Falcons
Quietly flit and fly
Up here in this amazing place
Very very high
The few who come to witness
How it would have been
And how nature is taking back
And giving us the green

Carbon capture is coming
A sense of proportion here
Wales has kept it as it was
Which honestly should cheer
Those of us who live around
These parts
As many do
And kCan experience what our ancestors saw
An unbelievable view

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Snowdonia ERYRI. My Love

Posted on January 30, 2026 by Rex Tyler

Snowdonia it is
A magic kingdom
And it be
Where My house is ringed by mountains
It’s where Their snow tops smile at me
Expressions unfamiliar
Mysterious and bold
Far across the valley
Where stone city has took hold

Lots of unique creatures
Share this place with me
Those shaggy horned goats
Historic ghosts
from back in history
Who wear their ancient perfume
It’s potent and it’s old
Todays nose cannot cope with it
With its medieval hold
Ravens huge great flying beasties
Their murder mystery
The red kites forked tails
Truly raptors
They sensationally
Soaring searching silent
In one moment you can be
Transported to
The magic of this kingdom
Yes with me
Where
alliteration shines it does
It’s actually Everywhere

On up to the forests
Where tall trees meet
Fair and square
Where the wind creates the signage
Where otters mysteriously
On squirrels dine
Where the moon doth shine
And where Badgers secretly
Pass their precious time away
Their engineering prowess
Every single day
Wild tales so concocted
Snowdonia my friends
A truly primal constancy
Whose magic never ends.

ERYRI

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Taipei One free solo with Alex Honnold

Posted on January 29, 2026 by Rex Tyler

1700 feet of steel
Straight up in the sky
A diminutive red shirted Angel
A super climbing guy
Focused clearly courageous
On Netflix and Taipei
The sun is out
The sky is blue
For all of us today

A great display of mastery
Of conquering the heights
His muscles clearly powerful
With everything he fights
No parachute
No ropes it’s all down to him
One slip will see him falling like a stone
All this fantastic courage
Completely on his own

The grit it takes
Imagine it
Into The mist and sky
The sinews must be aching
The heart too
Being high
Seeing the top of skyscrapers
And the audience below
This is live so much suspense
As all of us now know

Skyscraper live we are watching
Only Alex feels
The pain inside his biceps
The huge height it reveals
Strain beyond imagination
See this bird man climb
Chalky hands and yellow shoes
All done in little time

Clearly he is in the flow
Like toy cars down below
Crowds are craning necks below
Watching the live show

The mountains in the background
Blue and silver snow
Breathing through climbing stress
Which helps him really go
Forward looking, measured
And pumped up on his way
Upwards to the very spire itself
Upon this day

He is making it look easy
But with each foot that he climbs
His limbs must just be aching
A sign of his times
So very empowering
Across the window fills
Over the ten dragons
Watching gives me chills.

Now he is sitting on a platform
Cleaning off his shoes with Spittal
On his trousers
And his fingers clues
For this ascent
The weathering Up here
A Greasy feel
And so he’s chalking purposely
And honestly looks real

His adrenaline is spiking
He must be a bit tired
Despite his preparation
Clearly he was Fired up
His wife and family
Watching all the way
Watching Alex the human spider
Doing it today.
Up the bamboo boxes
One dragon to go
A powerhouse I can say aloud
All part of the show

People inside taking photos
A most memorable scene
Excitement clearly building
Incredible it’s been
Speaking to reporters
And his wife he is tired
But clearly trying to pace himself
And still being fired

Up against the wind thats blowing
Above a bright blue sky
He needs he says to pace himself
One fall and if you can’t fly
It’s really ultra dangerous
Jumping over the crane
Up the tower with its over hang
To me it’s just insane

Writing live as it happens
Up the steepest part
Designed to thwart the climbers
Alex is all heart
He overcame the difficulty
Almost from the start
This really is the hardest part
It’s even hard to see
Really lots of over hangs
And it’s affecting me
writing up this ordeal
Feeling the pulsing beat
Free solo Taipei one today
Some tamping to do
Back up to more overhangs
The whole climb seems untrue

He has reached the 100 and first floor
Through up through the rings
Very very tricky
On the spire he brings
Agility into focus
What we actually see
Is Alex at the pinnacle
In yea History

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Meat hunting fur experimentation

Posted on January 29, 2026 by Rex Tyler

Animals a bit like us
Have eyes to see
And hearts to drive
Legs to walk with
Wings to fly
Livers kidneys
I wonder why
Godly work was carried out
And really what’s it all about

Science cannot make a man
Cannot make a sheep
or goat
The miracle of life itself
Is a wondrous thing of note
Vegan animals
And carnivores
Insects reptiles
The applause

Is thunderingly miraculous
Life itself so beautiful
Eating dead flesh
Every day
Breeding animals
A huge array
Of breathing caring thinking souls
Bred on camps
Is simply poles

Apart from wildness
I can say
The weakest, perish
Yes we slay
Millions of them angelic souls
Throats slashed through
Born for roles
In our nutrition
Experiments
Clothing additions
It makes no sense

Not to me
It never will
Great huge baths of animal swill
Blood and guts
And spirited soul
Sacrificed
Out of control

Slaughterhouses everywhere
For dogs for horses
Some do not care
Deafened to the violent screams
Broken bodies
Nightmare dreams
Mental squalor
The vilest pain
Happening again and again

The supermarkets
Flogging loads
Bits of offal
On our roads
Great huge trucks
Cart victims crying
Sick and cold
Many lying
squashed by others
In smelly crates
Slaughter houses
Record their dates

Short lives of sadness
Manhandled they
Kicked and sworn at everyday
Fed on bad food polluted drink
Punished because these souls could think
Could know could see and of course could feel
The labouring scum who were very real

Raped on the racks
9 months of pain
Babies kidnapped in the rain
To be slaughtered for their skin and meat
For veal it’s real
For the elite
And avid consumers
Or the barbecue
That’s why we have suffered
It’s down to you

Oh carnivores
Who fill thine guts
With furry beings
Tired old mutts
Broken cancerous
Bodily cysts
Beaten babies
It’s done with fists and boots
And pain
Gassed and halal
The bolt gun too
And smelly kill bin
Yes them
too

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Pigs

Posted on January 29, 2026 by Rex Tyler

By their very nature
Intelligence is seen
From pigs having been close to them
I feel extremely mean
To let it go completely
How we slaughter them each day
Manhandle them
And torture them
Thousands come what May

People demand bacon
And pork and seemingly
Forget how these dear spirits
Lives are ended for they be
Slaughtered go through terribe fear
And anxiety
So that we can eat their dead flesh
It continues to sicken me

Pigs are very clever
They really understand
When people are cruel to them
TheY hurt they fear
On land
That’s muddy shitty
Wet and vile
where many pigs are kept
They think they care they love they do
And are so adept

To environments
To friendship
I know I have watched them and
They deserve much better
You have to understand
The complexity of the spirit
Every little soul
Manhandled and smashed against a wall
It is is out of control

It’s true some slaughterhouses
Are shut down when exposed
More of us eat plant based vegan foods now
The doors closed
The gates containing so many victims
Hide the many kills
Creation knows their added wealth
And their truest miracles

Videos are circulating
Sickening to see
Because we’ve been sold the nutrition
We eat them avidly
We’ve been told so many times
Meat is healthy meat is good
Vegans are a different breed
We’re not like them
Yes we do bleed

And We feel pain
Yes we cry
We cry incessantly
When they die
At the slaughtering that’s going on.

Behind closed doors

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Kelly bronze

Posted on January 28, 2026 by Rex Tyler

Supposedly the ultimate Turkey
The one the top chefs choose
The likes of Jamie Oliver
Transparency good news
That appears the story
They put around, but we
Have watched a detailed video
Which proves it’s not to be

Or taken with a pinch of salt
Outside the free range barn
The turkeys stand knee deep in shit
And mud that is the yarn
I put before you people
Limping injured birds
Blue bins full of corpses
No idyll, we are lost for words

The turkeys are gassed
These pretty birds
Manhandled horribly
Stuffed into crates far far too small
For so many brutality
Apparently staff members some live on the site
The birds are being handled badly
And all this can’t be right

Kelly talks up transparency
The big names follow suit
But the turkeys they have feeling
Honest the pursuit
of getting them
Out for Christmas
In a rough and tumble way
Illegally kicking and hurting them
Making the angels pay

Some are sadly flailing necks broken
Clumsily
In front of supervisors
Heavy handedly
Still alive some of them
Thrown over fences
they
Imagine how they are feeling
It’s really not okay

Joey collected a laggard bird
Hidden behind a shed
He rescued it from manhandling
Otherwise it would be dead
Co2 the gas they use
Many it takes a while
Some are still alive in fact
Trying to reconcile

The
advertisement
And the reality
These birds indeed feel pain
Imagine the fear imagine each tear
It happens again and again
Fighting to breathe the oxygen
It’s upsetting to comprehend
The killing fields are dreadful
They drive me around the bend

Dear creatures being commodified
Dressed up to the tees
The public told how good they are
Can you feel it in your knees
Shaking watching all of this unsavoury frightening stuff
Put about as prime and good
Really we have seen enough

Full marks to Joey Carbstrong
His camera’s everywhere
Picking up the secrets covered in despair
If these are the best turkeys
Goodness knows the ones
Nobody ever talks about
God help us all

Posted in A country tale, A day in the life, Abandonment, Duty of care was never there, Meat trade, Turkeys, Turkeys and Chickens | Leave a comment

Palliative care

Posted on January 28, 2026 by Rex Tyler

She so wanted to live
Wanted palliative care
She told her doctor
He was aware
Of her real wish
Her husband poor soul
Was just so exhausted
He had no role
No where she could go to
The state thus stepped in
Life’s sanctity cancelled
She just couldn’t win
So the state they just killed her
Canada gave
Red flags were ignored
And nothing could save her

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Orelha

Posted on January 28, 2026 by Rex Tyler

On the 4th of January
At PAya Brava Brazil
An innocent dog was resting
In a kennel all was still
Until the vulnerability
Was broken by some boys
Who took it upon themselves
To make one hell of a noise
Torturing these old dogs
Doing no one any harm
Resting on their laurels
Everywhere was calm

A senior dog and another friend
We’re clearly attacked for they
Beaten up and then taking turns
To steal their life away
Hammering nails in to the head
Of the dog in question who
Was beaten until he
Could take no more brutal and raw
Their vulnerability

Now out in the open
A perilous attack
Unsound minds
Delusional
Deranged too
all the signs
Of a total lack of compassion
Imagine it will you
Feeling their monstrous presence
Bearing down
What those freaks do

To please themselves
That brand new day
Unhinged and frenetic they
Thought up evil reasons
To beat them up that day
To listen to the mutterings
Hear the pitiful cries
And threaten them again and again
So let us now surmise

Innocent canines lying There
Angels in the midst
Of ugly and perverted creeps
Who just would not desist
They laughed and joked as agony
Was emitted frighteningly
By the neXt day they were euthanised
Dead regrettably

1000 hours of footage
22 witnesses spoke
3 adults for witness threats
In blood and guts they choke
They were in their sanctuary
Not minding hair or fur
Dormant as the day
was long
Till the outrage did occur

ReFlections on youth violence
Has spread nationwide
It was an act of barbarism
There was no place to hide
Imagine these old dogsJust lying soaking up the pain
Deranged criminals beating them
Over and over again

Let’s hope a prison sentence
For their violence they must pay
As for their parents they ought to be
Charged as well
A day,
that should never be forgotten
How innocence was wronged
By these, deranged youngsters.

Animal Forum is to Sue
The parents of those accused
I hear

Posted in A day in the life, Dogs, Dumbed down and ghoulish | Leave a comment

Where tourists are drawn for memories

Posted on January 28, 2026 by Rex Tyler

It happened in Marrakesh
Crowded with visitors
Photograph hunting
And what do we see
A poor little pony
Tortured and broken
In basic regalia
Traditionally

Brazenly shown off
To ignorant tourists
Who seemingly cannot see
Through the vile show
An animal proving neglect
Is it’s by word
Supporting its torture
They elect and on show

To pay the vile torturer
So they can capture
Their dull smiling faces
That nobody checked
The agony obviously
Out in the sun
No water to drink
Standing undone
By the climatic evils
And the trader who earns
The picture
To take home
With all our concerns.

It, could be anywhere
Animals sighing
Broken and underfed
Many more dying
Brutalised every hour
Broken inside
Like this Moroccan pony
That the people denied

Space and care to
Love and thought to
Even a cup of water to

Posted in A day in the life, activism, Animal Rights, Emotional Poems, Horses, Photography and general audits, Streetblife, Travel | Leave a comment

Cathedral City

Posted on January 27, 2026 by Rex Tyler

Joey Carbstrong visited
That Saputo Dairy place
Supplying milk to markets
Apparently disgrace
In some of their facilities
Cruelty was seen
Cows being whipped with plastic tubes
And prodded they had been
With something in their rectums
Punching and slapping them too
Dragging and pushing the baby calves
It’s not what they should do

Dragging sick cows with a truck
And stabbing them to act
Dead cows just left there to rot
Imagine how live cows react
Animals know when they have got
A hell on earth to live in
Being knocked about
These are giving
up their milk
So why the hell we flout
Conditions for these animals
Which it seems is why
Joey went back to inspect the place
Again and by and by
Still saw rotting corpses
Lying about outside
No respect for animals

Posted in A country tale, Calves and Cows and Bulls, Cheese, Dairy farmers criminals, Disrespect of female animals, Duty of care was never there, Vegan cheese, veganism and me | Leave a comment

Offensive jokes

Posted on January 27, 2026 by Rex Tyler

Offensive jokes
In Bars and Resturants
Are to be against the Law
Anyone who is offended
Can be charged
And who is sure
What it is that can be called
Offensive
Hateful impertinent even unpleasant
It’s a very woolly area
Honestly one, one can’t ignore
Such an Act
Possibly humour
Ideologies differ they
This ambiguous legislation
Brings with it so much real dismay.

Facial recognition software
Microphones soon all about
Who wants to go to Bars or Restaurants
Honestly this leaves us in doubt
Leisure always was a treasure
Now it’s hell apparently
Best stay in and watch a film
And just say nothing actually.

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