A lonely chick about to be slaughtered

Posted on December 14, 2023 by Rex Tyler

Exactly but then
The chick wasn’t able
To distinguish herself
Sitting there on the table
A conveyor about to
Take her to her death
Crushed in some grinder
Devoid of breath
Egg corporations
They do not care
It’s money their after
Few seem aware
Of the cost of production
Of life in the raw
People eat eggs
But don’t care anymore

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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