There’s no empathy in the Meat Trade
no empathy at all
take Rabbits
many come from Spain
and don’t last long as a rule
if they happen to be smaller
they are thrown straight in the bin
left to struggle left to kick
in fact a mortal sin
tiny babies
gasping for the breath
they feels is there’s
but some arse with poor eyesight
whose never said his prayers
chucks the baby rabbits
some just on the floor
and there they lay
kicking away
and clearly looking sore
this is standard practice
that’s their lot oh dear
or a dark and dirty cage
with a wire floor
will just appear
no light for that’s expensive
even the vets are cruel
holding them up by their ears
clearly there’s no rule
and no regulation
for there anything goes
tagging them them and flagging them
the intense ear pain it grows
they fight each other
bite each other
what else can they do
crammed in cages
with wire floors
and injuries ensue
and in the time they live on earth
no medicine do they get
if they have an injury
then they die with it
its set
often they are clubbed to death
if they cry too much
everyone connected to the farm
he sees too much
and so they club a few more
the vet does this as well
so it matters not who picks you up
you can expect true hell
then into rubbish containers
with the rotting corpses you
cant get out you can struggle
you can whimper till you are blue
in the face and no one will ever
come and see
you die there and you fry there
that’s how it has to be
if you make 2 kilos weight
then the slaughterhouse is where
they cart you off to
one slit throat and your blood
well you can spare
that because you’ve had it
its your dead flesh they need
and your skin that’s the market
so who cares if you bleed
they kick the dance of dying
is seen along the line
trying to get off the dreaded hook
to where the sun might shine
but of course this life of terror
has ended this time round
they must hope that reincarnation
is a falsehood to astound
a Rabbits lot is a bad one
Spain knows how its done
they maim and slaughter Rabbits
and they do it by the tonne
murder is the catch word
every farm you see
are causing all this mayhem
all this evil to agree
is just to realize profits
are what meat is about
and murder the most foul
is clearly done without a doubt
Rabbits are so cuddly
so lovable so sweet
but the Uk buys a lot of corpses
so you all can eat
the adversity and terror
that their short lives to produce
if there’s rabbit on the menu
what do you deduce
a caring bloody establishment
the meat trade would like you
to think that they are affable
but as you bloody chew
on rabbit pie I say to you
the agony the pain
the bloody strife they went through
was never for your gain