Open your eyes

Open your eyes

what can you see

slaughterhouse gates

and a field where the free

once roamed

once ate

the grass of the moor

now in a truck

on the dirty old floor

The gates they creak open

its blood in the air

blood on the ceiling

its everywhere

running down the walls

congealed on the floor

eyeballs and skin

and piles of gore

prodded and kicked

expletives run wild

we will be next

yea to be defiled

held in a pen

a bloke with a knife

carves into my throat

choking,such strife

obliteration

blood everywhere

all of life’s memories

leaving me there

hoisting me high

one leg  in a chain

the agony rife

my own blood falls like rain

life yes it’s over

soon I will be

gone from what is

your depravity