Through our eyes

The world through his eyes
An enormous great ball
Of sadness and agony
Where every fool
Imaginable is known as a farmer
Of sorts
A human being born without good thoughts
A crippled mentality lost in a sty
Of inconsequence
All I see with my eye
Is vile brutality every day
Chops suckling pigs and spare ribs
At play
Gestation crates no nest building We
And left to sleep where we shit
See you see
The world through our eyes
Is one great shitty farm
Where all of our family
Come to great harm
Bacon and trotters
Crackling and salt
Though my eyes humans
Life comes to a halt

And all our family are being slaughtered