forced into a contraption
and strapped down on a bench
its little heart is beating fast
like some frightened wench
look as its eyes a flutter
what right have we got to do
this sort of torture
to this little
soul
who really would never hurt you
we experiment on them though hourly
subjecting them to such pain
squirting vile substances
into their eyes
for purely our commercial gain
squirting vile substances
into their bottoms
into their private of parts
into their nostrils
into their ears
into their brains
and their hearts
we are so monstrous to do this
trap them somewhere in the wild
force them to come to our laboratory
probably they still a child
and someone is now grievingck in the jungle
a mother a sister who knows
lost in this beautiful true incarnation
with all of the stress it does pose
from the wild creepers torn like some rag doll
and brought to this little wire cage
and there she will sit
and try to pit
her feelings
against them and guage
why she was taken
why she should be
strapped in the restraint
which no one will see
it scrapes at her legs
and it t tears at her spine
that creates those red lesions
which is just one sign
of how she is tortured
how she now bleeds
how she is feeling
and where this all leads
ultimately to her death
for some chemical foam
for some corporate toff
with a bloody great home
slaves to a system
thats all shot away
the experiments dont help
but still they do pay
with their freedom their lives
with their sad mental state
stolen from their families
and then made to wait
for scapels are made ready
and their fur is then shaved
why incisions are made
so invasive, they’ve braved
so much in their exploited life
and too soon
they are snuffed out
and dumped
by some white coated loon
they became victims
of man unkinds world
his corporate madness
in that they were hurled
sacrificed daily
and tortured as well
which drove them
completely insane and to hell.