A baby pig lamenting the loss of its mother

Here, I stand

a piglet

lamenting  my fate

Mother said its Christmas

is that some special date

 

some little kid was born then

and all of us must die

mother just gave birth to me

you have to tell me why?

 

I am her little baby

somethings wrong here why?

I’m knee high to a grasshopper

did she tell me a lie

 

I am a little baby

there is no meat on me

so why on earth am I being killed

how now can that be

 

and what about my mother

someone’s bought her legs

they want to carve them up for lunch

really now that begs

the question why my dear mama

what has she ever done

she’s been stuck inside this hellhole

she’s never felt the sun

 

or natural light nor anything

just that bloody gestation crate

Christmas is the holocaust

its our execution date

 

for about 9 million turkeys

and my sweet mama

they want to hang her by her legs

and cut her throat they are

 

butchers brutal bastards

this Christmas thing is vile

human beings are a bunch of shits

out there by a  bloody mile

worse than there has ever been

what they are doing to mother

has to be obscene

 

Christmas Trees and Mistletoe

and turkeys stuffed with fat

Christmas crackers on the table

Fuck me where are you at!

This is civilization

eating babies who

have just been born

this is the dawn

of awakening for you

 

 

 

About Rex Tyler

I love animals. I enjoy writing poetry and delivering speeches.I like to mentor people who need help in preparing speeches and evaluations.I enjoy travel although it is much harder for me these days.I so enjoyed the Andes Mountains and Volcanoes and the Quichua people who live and thrive there.I have lots of friends around the world.
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