A party was called
a film show to be
a meal full of meat
lets lament gracefully
the suffering obvious
the punishment too
but only the animal
suffer so you
can partake of its flesh
of its muscle and fat
of its sinew and blood
where it was at
downtrodden and woebegone
wretched was she
a mother whose tragic life
now had to be
at an end
so as you the great Carnivore
could sit at the table
demanding some more
complete desolation
chagrined mortified
the idyllic surroundings
the sensuous side
and now torn a’sunder
roasted and cut
the weariness over
the door it was shut
as they cut through her flesh
and chewed they could feel
the texture but thats all
for them was it real
was it true
had she been just some moments ago
a cow in the pasture
where for months she did low
as one after another
her friends left her side
killed for the flesh
all of them died
to provide all the protein
so each carnivore
could chew and then truly
appreciate her more
watching the film and chewing upon
the bloody meat
until it was gone
did they hear her crying
did it make their blood boil
No they heard nothing
they didn’t care
for all of the suffering and agony there
her life cut short so that they could digest
or cook her sweet body
their souls to invest
we all are the earthlings
who inhabit this place
the wild ones the tamer ones
the human race
all live on earth
thus are earthling and we
must spare them
must love them
for here’s where they be