The skin of a mother
Whose calves were all taken
whose milk was all sold
whose life was forsaken
who was lame at age four
who was sick and felt raw
a cow, she was loving
but no one around
cared sadly
only me
And in cow tears she drowned
and was made into a leather sofa some shoes and a purse or two
her dead flesh went to innumerable pies and sausages
Rex Tyler is a Poet, Campaigner, former owner of an organic shop of 30 years, and Public Speaker living in Berkhamsted, UK.