farm animals are abused and few carnivores and milk drinkers

Farm animals are sadly
treated crudely
rudely
their awakening becomes
drums
inside their heads
that never stops
dreadful pounding
nothing grounding
a mentality where illusions
are for sops

where cruelty is every place
and no place
where beatings two a penny
come and go
where silence sucks
the marrow out of everything there is
and everyday now truthfully feels slow
those chemicals that upset my whole inside
I bleed now from the bottom of my soul
resentment builds up in each tiny movement
my body really I cannot control

fashion me a stall I can flop into
let me smell the flourish of warm hay
if only I could feel a warm hand on my back
instead of a broad stick along the way
some rich green leaves and herbage from the hedgerows
and water that the flies have not enjoyed
a bed that isn’t loaded with pink maggots
which at night encourage me to feel annoyed
we suffer an oblivion of nothingness
no love from any quarter we’re alone
lost in a vile symphony of broken fans and windows
there’s not a place that anyone has known
worse than this old stable, its so uncomfortable
the energy around the place is bad
I can’t abide the doom and gloom that hangs
around in side this tomb
and leaves me every single hour more sad