Cheap chicken

Cheap chicken in plastic trays

look all aglow

pilgrims pride its a name

and how these birds grow

in a stench any soul

is resistant to dare

to swap the outside

For  the Pilgrim’s  Pride air

breathing is painful

standing  up too

no space for wing flapping

that  much is true

we live with our dead

one by one melt away

And this is not life

At the end of the day

hirmones and chemicals

just make us grow

as big as giants if you didn’t know

we are sickly and uncomfortable

nobody cares

the minions who buy us

to eat say your prayers

we are standing in excrement

all of the day

in blood and excreta

so made to pay

39 days if we are lucky to live

then halal comes along

and we get to give

every semblance of pain

as our throats  are cut tgrough

and the last face we see

is some bastard like you