Cheese from the Dairy

From the bigger purveyors
All sorts of cheese
With milk from the dead calf
Forced onto its knees
It’s mothers nutrition
Godly and true
Stolen and made into cheeses for you
Humanity scoffs it
The calf it’s now dead
The mother lies weeping
Her tongue from her head
Her heart clearly broken
Her soul broken too
Come to the dairy
Whatever you do

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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