Vivisection and why it goes on ad infinitum

Most people tell themselves
they have no time to wander down
the aisles of these great corporates
who litter every town
with vast displays of torture
its there for all to see
dressed up in sickly humour
which is advertised to be
just the cream they wanted
supported by the stars
the sirens who have sold their souls
manufactured tzars
manipulated to create that aura
that absolves
them from the very hatred
that’s there in all our souls

Fur the skin on animals
innocent souls that are
put to death so abominably
and the karmic debts that scar
humanity each second of each day
but few will feel
the need to cry out and be heard
inside they now conceal
it all, they dare not face it
the truth hurts them as well
for in the final meltdown
they too will go to Hell

The corporate chain is growing
more and more and more
crap is manufactured
like it never was before
introducing the meddling
of genetics just a way
of controlling people
and reducing them
and forcing their decay

much faster thus creating
a planet based on fear
when you control what people eat
it then becomes so clear
initially the state may fund
the medical bills but they
will claw it all back rapidly
when the patient slips away

in the process there are other slaves
billions of them who
are eaten or are used for fur
or are the experiments
a clue
to reducing the population
by meddling and they
are slaughtered in their trillions
for that is the corporate way

every species takes a hit
right across the board
and with so many experiments
few can now afford
or know, really how to do it
those famous names we know
like Kelloggs, Nestle L’oreal
and a thousand more and they grow
as the companies lose their indentity
and become part of the flow
and this is now the outcome
as many of you know

your children want a particular
cereal, your husband a particular jam
you like that face cream or floor polish
someone likes that ham
someone else that brand of cheese
this is what they do
and every stage we feel the rage
for the voiceless ones were true
they took the hit, in laboratories
they faced the wrath each hour
their shattered lives were assaulted
by the overseeing power

they wrote the laws and fought the fight
and the process took them on
there were far too many of them anyway
if some were gone
it was deemed to be a good idea
and those activists around
who made a noise on face book
on their own sad journey drowned
more laws to contain them
to terrorize them and
control them coming into force
right across the land

a war of some attrition
a silent war was waged
brainwashing on a level
that perhaps was never gauged
the super hyper markets
some open all the time
peddling the new range of dope
in real time pits of slime
up to no good truthfully
for what went on to create
the vast array of goods
now children all put on their plate
the torture of farm animals
respect there’s none at all
from the moment they are
ordered from their mother
it would gall
any of you really if you knew
their pain
their torture and their agony
and their horror was all in vain
the experiments in laboratories
up and down the land
many, even the perpetrators
cannot understand
the repeated experimentation
every single day
listening to repeated cries
its insanity, its way
beyond human enlightenment
into a realm so dark
that the vanquished become
nothing they don’t even have a mark
and all this creates the fervour
its part of what we do
we use it and abuse it
and some don’t have a clue
we are now no better than
the sirens with bought souls
we just buy into all of it
like a vast army of trolls

and the super hyper market tills
are rolling everyday
we pass over the printed paper
and we go on our way
we eat the corporate rubbish
that was manufactured by
the brand names that we trusted
but that caused many to die
millions of loving animals
slaughtered just so we
could eat our chocolate crispies
or that special mug of tea

and the end is fast approaching
the sirens have their shocks
all our boats are drawing nearer
to those ragged rocks
illness is at levels
perhaps no one has known
the skies are full of chem trails
and the weather is now sown
with chemicals and few still realise
what is soon to come
they still hear the sweet music
when in fact its but a hum

and its not the bee’s alas
most of them have died
they were very sensitive
they found suicide
a better sweeter option
not the corporate clamour we
are now all living under
in our sweet adversity

this may come as a shock to you
it may go over your sweet head
but in making what you put inside of you
many are dead
tortured into submission
and then tortured again
slaughtered in their billions
to a vast and sick refrain

and very few could hear it
it was drowned out by those tills
ringing in the market places
and all those coloured pills
that people now were shoving down
their throats for all their worth
as the Pharmaceutical Giants
were taking over Earth