Purely a baby lost in a world of humans

The unworthiness of given life
The disdainfulness of man
The despicable, beneath contempt
Of, the worthless clan
China underrates its role
On humanities steps when she
Allows this evil to go on
And not stop it instantly

They degrade themselves completely
They disgrace us all for they
Murder a little baby calf
In the most obnoxious way
And all the while they are laughing
They believe it funny that they
Have the power to do this
To make an infant pay

I do not see any women
Just men who watch and wait
Clearly someone filming
Peering into the fate
Of a baby kidnapped sadly
From a loving mother who
In all her wildest nightmares
Won’t imagine now what they do

To her darling baby who she loved
And held in her body for
9 long months of creative thought
Which tested her to her core
The baby stands so quietly
The butane tank is lit
And the rubber booted sadist
Is apparently full of wit

Clearly he is heartless
As are the lookers on
A rabble of low order
Such illegality they don
Its apparently so normal
To roast a calf alive
To watch it as it falters
Still hoping to survive

The small of burning flesh and skin
Obnoxious I must say
The spirit of this baby
One would hope to fly away
But as we can see with given eyes
The horror of this day
As two men roast a living calf
And send it on its way

The calf is still its agony
Felt by me and you
We know when we burn our fingers
The agony is true
So to see a baby being killed
By roasting it alive
Is too much for most of us
Certainly it can drive

Some of us into bouts of tears
And that this was allowed
And nobody stepped forward
In that lousy crowd
The butcher in the background
Cutting limb from limb
And this a country village
Full up to the brim

With every fucking sadist’s thought
From here to kingdom come
The brutality was excessive
I watched these ignorant numb
Infidels, creating a horror story there
Their merciless interpretation
One of such despair

The calf looked directly at them
Thoughtful of their stance
One really wonders how a soul
Can imagine such a chance
Ahead of its emotion
Wearing down its all
Misanthropy apparent
To the goddess Hathors
Call

She was the wife of Horus
And clearly she would be
After denunciating
Such creators of agony
Such damnatory afore thought
So abusive after all
This little chap did nothing
Except to slip and fall

The other chap was scraping
The burning skin in pain
Raking away and laughing
What was there to gain
From so much abject torture
The gods and goddess must
Ensure these fiends are boiled alive
And then ground down to dust

Their scowling rotten humour
Smoking all the time
So choked up by the nicotine
Unable to climb
Out of their sadism
Their so called animation
Their vindictiveness and their malevolence
And their constant irritation

The hatred and revulsion
They showed to us that day
The antipathy and loathing
What really can I say
Other than how unwelcome
How malicious was their intent
They were so mean spirited
And clearly the soul was spent

Each wound would have been awful
The degree of pain
Blood dripping from its body
As its life began to wane
And then we watched the murderer
Scorch his head and eyes
More hubris and more arrogance
From these Chinese guys

From a baby from an innocent
As lowly as could be
Clearly suffering terribly
As anyone could see
The desire was watching it cook inside
Through every stage of fear
In fact there are no words left
And now for me its clear

Its thoughts, it must have had them
How it felt to die
And the lead up to the infamy
The question must be why
Can human beings lower themselves
Into a pit
And act beyond the lowest low
Until their soul is lit

This village now in China
Which ever part it be
I call on the goddess Hathor
To find them all and see
The earth pulled from its very depths
And thrust back down until
Every last one of them
Is crushed beneath a hill

Airless and soon bloodless
As their bodies slowly die
Let the serpents come to ravage them
Bit by bit, where they lie
Clearly they are worthless souls
Their incarnation lost
No eternity for their bloodline
Such wrath has been their cost