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
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