Torture

I want you to try
An imagine our pain
We are babies for goodness sake
Little to gain
We have horn growth
Some of us a year old
So we
According to farmers
Who dont want to see
Horns so they
Burn them
Off
Heartlessly they
Wont give us painkillers
Because they all say
That would be taking the fun
Out of it
They derive pleasure
From all of this shit

From burning the tops of our heads
To the bone
Its so agonizing
We are alone
Chained to a wall
No where to go
And this smelly old human
Is hurting us so
Swearing and chuckling
All of the time
Torturing us
Ofcourse we want to climb
Out of his clutches
Its awful the pain
The burning
The charring
It is insane

Their relentlessness
Worsens as heifers our horns
Are bigger
We tell them
But it never dawns
On them
They are so pitilesss
They turn a deaf ear
Infact they seem happy
When we cry a tear

We bleed and we blister
Tormented are we
We cry out to all of you
Abandoned we be
Aching maltreated
Wounded our soul
Angst-ridden terror
As they take control

I am crying out loudly
My head in a vice
Feeling wholly accursed
Its not done in a trice
Undergoing such evil
We writhe and we squirm
Wriggle and flinch
And its later the worm
Turns when it blisters
And suppurates so
Festers, our heads ache
And at night it does grow

We suffer in silence
Intolerable pain
Sometimes it ulcerates
Life seems invain
Why do they torture us
What have we done
And why admit
That our pain is such fun
the dairy industry
How on earth can
They be allowed purpose
When this is the plan
To openly harm us
To burn us and see
The festering wounds
How can this be

Life could be joyful
Just being alive
Sharing the day and the night
To survive
In these concrete cells
Beaten each day
Kicked our tails pulled
How can this be the way
But it is in Wisconsin
Where frustrated fools
With repulsive habits
Act more like trolls
Honest we are innocent
We never complain
Yet they beat us and kick us
And Just do it again.

I am a hopeless case
My head is sore
Always fearing the worst
The agony raw
Ill omened and ominous
What can we do
Where can we go
All clueless too
The fear and the dread
The intimidation
They give us the creeps
There is no salvation
Spasm and horror
Panic and more
It feels very much
As a lifetime of war

Somebody out there
Hear us today
The hatred the prejudice
Take it away
We shiver we stutter
We shudder we quake
Please come and rescue
For all our sake

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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