A Toothsayer (the Sow)

Its crazy my little one
why we put you through
this
for a start
for what can you do
this hell hole called Earth
where the “walk on two legs”
reside in their billions
and build those vast CAFO’s
where trillions of eggs
are laid on the backs
of all earthlings
whose fate
in the bowels none now seek
the rivers of excrement
form vast great oceans
that pollute the countryside
oh! how they reek

back in the times of our
greatest ancestors
the woods held our magick
the caves held our soul
but now we are lost souls
imprisoned forever
they threaten us
torture us
beat us and eat us
no pig alive
can follow their goal

its a barbaric system
we are born on the farm
transferred to the CAFO
where we come to harm
gestation crates are the
solitary cage
where whilst we carried you
we were thrust for an age

how we suffered the pain
the boredom the aches
the scabs and the jabs
oh how my heart breaks
to know you are going through
this system child
when you could be out there
in the woods running wild

your teeth will be broken
your tail will be docked
your testicles pulled off
your heart will be shocked
your ears will be tagged
your back with be burned
that’s why my darling
I am so concerned

you sit here in front of me
smiling away
imagining this is utopia
pay
great attention to what I now tell you
for you
will be raped by a man
draped
in filth
and he’ll do

to you what he’s done
to many a sow
to many a horse
and even a cow
introduce boar semen
into your core
as if you were really
some sort of a whore

then you are discarded
and when you fall due
your pushed into a gestation crate
that’s what they do
torture, you will not be able to stand
you shit where you lay
and the flies thinks its grand

your skin will be pock marked
with maggoty holes
this is their bacon
the 2 legged souls
we all end up in a pan on the fire
dead to the world
with much built up ire

and what we can do
is pass it to them
from the shit we laid on
what’s going to stem
from all of that torture
is evil and dark
so our deaths have to mean
we can still make our mark