After crying my heart out I am angry and sad for the animals Australia exports

A rope around my neck
pulled onto the ground
hit with a bar
in our own blood we’re
drowned
tied to a RAIL
smacked by the yobs
trucked off to somewhere
“Barber”, now robs
the emotion of tears
as the cow bucks and knows
she’s for it she’s had it
her torment it grows
this is the state
of the woeful, for they
are trussed up and tangled
in ropes
and they pay
for the miserable exporters
leaving them there
legs tied together
pulled tight they don’t care
why would we care
the sun’s out and we
go down to the beach
where else could we be?
if you were a live export
you’d be on the ground
a knife slices your throat
they don’t make a sound
this is the evil
this is now true
this s the ghastly news
its about you
Australia ships us
and leave us to be
treated like sacks of logs
thats actually
but we are alive
we have feelings and can
cry with the next cow
so why dont you ban

ALL LIVE EXPORTS NOW