Hog Hell (copy to stephen harper direct)

Blue overalled, wellington booted guards

alleged to be true souls

but actually these operatives

have torture as their goals

 

The Western hog exchange

show Canada up as a place where

Pigs are given short shrift

and a journeys to despair

 

transportation regulations

are so weak, that they

allow the pain and suffering

to go on come what may

 

the disbelief is growing

one cannot explain away

the evil that is Canada

and how these pigs do pay

 

for ignorance is commonplace

unconsciousness all can see

an untaught state of behaviour

and such utter naivete

 

such Philistines such low life

nescient and sad

unqualified abusive

and extremely bad

 

no empathy to speak of

for the overcrowded state

for what are very intelligent souls

and sensitive,their plate

 

is vile with such awful torture

at the hands of untutored trolls

not a smattering of intelligence

most playing out their roles

 

 

you cannot believe the terror

these pigs are subjected to

this is worse than any hell

for what they all  go through

 

there really are no exceptions

just more victims everyday

from birth to death they suffer

in the most inglorious way

 

Canada gets cold and many pigs do freeze

many being transported  at minus forty degrees

imagine being crammed together no food no water, and

sent for hundreds of kilometres and most don’t understand

 

and they couldn’t care a monkey’s

they let these animals die

screaming they die noisily with shrieks that

reach the sky

 

but not the Canadian operatives

their ears are seemingly

deaf to all this terror

there is no sympathy

 

 

all they do is watch them

watch them as they fall

they know that they will freeze to death

but they do not care at all

 

the journey will be gruelling

its the journey to their death

in summer without water

they burn up

without breath

 

 

 

sunburn soon affects them

heart attacks do too

but never a vet is called to treat them

all they ever do

 

is kick and shock the injured

and the dying and those in pain

and when they become aggressive

so as they won’t do that again

 

they remove their tusks with bolt croppers

that is what they use

no painkillers no none at all

just they terribly abuse

 

and they are very  sensitive

so their pain must be intense

but nobody is paying them

ever  to see sense

 

 

 

the pigs must feel the desolation

the inspectorate being there

who help the bloody torturers

to increase the vile despair

 

Canada is the nastiest place  in the west

in transportation

if the Canadians ever realized

right across their nation

 

they’d rally and stop eating pork

but sadly once again

the dumbed down foods they are

eating seems to dull them from the pain

 

Mercy for animals makes it clear

and shows us what they do

mutilate and concentrate

on being so cruel too

 

imagine it, no food  no water

transported for hours on end

crammed together crushed together

its enough to send

 

suffocation, crippling injuries

by deranged personnel

who haven’t realized the torture

sends them into hell

 

the sorry state these pigs become

the harshness which does cause

inflammation and tenderness

but there isn’t any pause

 

its grievous bodily harm

and its intolerable for they

are subjected to these horrors

and expected to pay

 

and nobody’s remorseful

they do not care at all

the joylessness the unhappiness

their backs are at the wall

 

weeping wailing woefulness

a porcine elegy

moaning groaning blubbering

into eternity

 

an unbelievable tedium

no one seems to care

the hideousness is startling

with nothing to compare

 

 

 

clumsiness and shocking

ghastly  and terrible deeds

vulgarity depravity

they watch as the victim bleeds

 

undignified and tasteless

the pigs must feel forlorn

the hopelessness is everywhere

wishing they’d not been born

 

their eyes tell all

so desperate

so disconsolate, so sad

the dread for what is coming

that clearly will be bad

 

tremendous trepidation

you can cut it with a knife

you can feel the horror building

you can sense the sentients strife

 

pigs don’t sweat they deteriorate

appalled by impending fear

frighteningly shocking

whatever time of year

 

and where is man’s humility?

is he resigned to it

to break each charming spirit

to crush them with his shit

 

it will come back to  haunt them

in the dark times they will see

tortured by their consciousness

Cerridwen  she will be

 

after them when loneliness

affects these bastards, they

might glimpse and share some agony

that they meted out each day

 

to all their porcine victims

whom they treated with disdain

who they violated regularly

and rapidly did drain

 

their belligerence and aggression

was too much to endure

as the pigs went to their makers

hopeful of a pure

 

death as life had turned into

an abomination here

a detestation, a loathing

the prejudice was clear

 

odious rejection

spurned by all those sods

who were never averse to torture

let them surrender to our gods

 

let them face the wrath of Cerridwen

with her massive tusks  and she

 will ram their miserable arses

into infinity

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

copy to prime minster direct

copy to canadian high commission London

and Vancouver

copy to Mercy for animals C

 

 

 

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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