Bodies torn and tangled
corpses mown and mangled
calves completely,bundled
souls alas have trundled
waste just tossed
compassion lost
thrown into a box
maggot ridden
nothing hidden
blatantly exposed
broken little bodies
tragically now posed
to make those looking at them
as sad as they can be
these were healthy babies
ready to be free
ready for the green fields
ready just to play
but they were male calves
in the dairy
and they have to be thrown away
creation the elation
of miracles in store
the Dairyfarmer
is a harmer
with his own sick law
kill what can’t make money
he’s no prophet
he only wants more profit
death to humanity
human beings drink their milk
calves they have to die
human beings are an insult
thats why these calves die
the cereal manufacturers
and chocolate people do
sell the bloody milk abroad
and more calves die its true
now there’s pus and chemicals
and ,lots more besides
human being make me puke
for their ignorance now hides
all these little babies
bodies in a bin
they had the wish for freedom
and got a share of sin
Great poem , really flows. We want the milk to just flow to those it was designed for ! x
Exactly but I can’t see it happening can you still we must keep up the good fight one day the public may see the light you never know it wont be for want of trying nice to hear from you glad your son took your advice one day he will remember why he is so much healthier than others he knows.