the killing process

They are sensitive creatures
the chickens and turkeys
the castrated cocks
become Capons of course
at Easter at Christmas
and at Thanksgiving
the marketing prowess
the Meat Traders force
their power of attorney
and gravitate powerfully
using the parasite spreaders
of lies
to brainwash the people
and so to encourage
them to go and buy
but not realise
they have been pressured
to form this great market
that wants to eat chickens and turkeys
and so
they create this market
and it has potential
and work to providing
and hope it does grow

methods of killing
need looking at obviously
as markets grow
so the designs must be
able to cope with the through put
of killings
the warped and the weird
to the fore
instantly

creating the evil
the rankest deceit
and these vile control funnels
that kind of unseat
me when I look at them
knowing that they
will kill hordes of sweet birds
just for Christmas Day

turn them upside down
force them into the place
a simple funnel
but such a disgrace
a bird of such majesty
meets its sad end
plucked stretched and broken
and it can’t defend
itself in this state
measured by design
a factor I hate
and the great spinning line

in the factory the cafo
the murdering breed
the conveyors of death
the purveyors succeed
in selling the corpses
plucked clean but ofcourse
are beginning to rot
as par for the course

a wodge of fat pork flesh
minced into a ball
with some sage and some onion
its now well a rule
its bunged up the arse of a dead turkey
and
roasted a sickness
I can’t understand
how depraved we’ve become
how the marketing boys
how they murder and some
in the meat trade
remember how once long ago
they hardly sold turkeys
but now as we know

so many murdered
torn out of life
broken and busted
and given such strife
and it all down to money
ts all full on pain
and each year we eat more
and more and again

we listen to adverts
we carry the can
we roast the sad host
in the extra large pan
we consume all those chemicals
and all the pain
all the strife
its lost life
again and again