The pigs and their perceived lives

Judgment of perceived love
The question of the day
Do you live in a story book
Is that romance any way

These pigs drowned when the water
Came
No one around to see
No one around to give them love
And they all drowned tragically

How many of us have drowned like this
Have been left all alone
Nobody to really love us
Of all the souls we have known

We dreamed of our perfect partner
The story book the prince
The one who would sweep us off our feet
And our words would never mince

These pigs were so unfortunate
Their incarnation brought them to
A farmer who was feeding them
Thats what farmers do

But he was never loving them
For him his safety was
More important than anything else
And that my friends was because

He loved himself especially
More than anyone
The pigs were All insured
That much he had done

As to their life their worth
To him purely financial let me say
He knew the flood was coming
But he just drove away

The pigs believed that he loved them
He fed them kind of, he
Gave them the bare minimum
He always had the key

He kept it in his pocket
And They were locked away
So even when the waters came
They were locked in and did pay

For allowing him to control their lives
Perhaps a karmic debt
That went way back through ancestry
Their termination set

How many of us live our lives
In a similar way
We hold out for the handsome prince
Who will whisk us clean away

To that faery castle
somewhere in the sky
Telling us they love us
Our story book is why

So many of us find a love
We tell them when we do
But they shun us for another
And then remain a!one all through

I so feel for these pigs I do
When the flood came they were locked
In a barn lost to the world
Existing all half cocked

The farmer only valued them
And insured them for that price
But when the floods came
He was gone
He had rolled the dice

His life was the important one
He never even thought
About how the pigs would suffer
He wasnt overwrought

Each one of them so wanted
To live to love to be
Pigs in their true meaning of the word
But we can see

The outcome they all perished
And many of us too
Perish in the lives we lead
When our own flood comes through

The story book partner that we chose
Like the farmer lets us down
And we are left to face the music
Like some circus clown

The farmer where’s the farmer
Is the question we must ask
All those poor pigs perished
And do so they cant bask

Out in the woods surrounding
The prison where they are kept
They cant use inclination
And the water must have swept

Down the ruddy mountainside
Into their locked stall
And they were carried away
And drowned a lesson for us all

The tragedy has happened
And flesh eaters will say
Think of that poor farmer
His livelihood lost that day

Had those pigs been really loved
They would still be alive
In the woods out in the fields
Some might have survived

All animals are able
To swim they may have strived
Sensed the coming waters
And moved to higher ground
But locked inside their rotten barn
That is where they were found

Similarly during the tsunami animals chained up died
Animals freely grazing moved to higher ground and were saved.