Remember Babe ( the little piglet’s story) that wasn’t told

“Babe”,that was a pig that talked
a pig that smiled
a pig that walked
a pig that became a little star
a pig that really went quite far

he made some bacon scoffers’ think
some suckling pig folk
sort of link
sob, a while
perhaps
but in their gob still pile
muscle skin and crispy fat
with salt and apple
and that’s was that

they soon forgot
the poor young soul
and chewed and chewed
out of control
a pig that felt
the pain of life
Imagine tails docked
a blunt knife
Imagine teeth clipped
by some coward
do it to him
and he’d cry aloud

those gits who
mistreat piglets, are
creepy, nasty
they are far
nastier than
you can know
who slam pigs down
on concrete, so
their entrails
leave their bodies and
the agony
they don’t understand

unfeeling rogues
who treat young males
with rusty pliers
dock their tails
pull their bollocks off
like that!
no painkillers
that’s where they’re at!
And Babe could talk
could say his piece
he knew about the pig
police

he knew what torture
sows went through
in gestation crates
he knew what to do
but the farmers sold
their pork onto
the corporate monsters
who wouldn’t do
what they wanted,
pay a fairer price
so the farmers
didn’t treat us nice
Babe knew this, babe
would shriek like mad
Tell the world how
it made him sad

was to witness
the blood and gore
piglets left on a cold wet floor
branded with a white hot iron
tortured,and kicked all down the line
treated just like footballs, they
not fast enough to run away
they took the wrath
they faced the sin
many died and went in the bin
Babe of course he was a star
he talked, a cartoon pig,
hurrah

those who watched him
some may just
have turned away from
snot and lust
bacon, chops and gammon ham
but most continued
they did cram
as much meat down their
horrid guts
Pig Roasts
they chose all the cuts
cholesterol, crackling
crazy mut’s
carnist’s choking
enormous butts

fat, under arms
and great fat thighs
and pokey little piglet eyes
Remember Babe
he remembers, he
for in some heavenly sty he be
Forgotten possibly but alas
factory farms where now on mass
thousands suffer
thousands cry
piglets sows
why oh why?

corporate profits at a high
margins calculated why
consumers do not care at all
how we are slaughtered
how we fall
throats slit on
a blood soaked wall
parents children friends
we die
and not one of you
asks them why?