Transporting sheep

In to the trucks
So laboriously
Farmers a rotten bunch
Shutting the lids
Then walking on them
Can you hear the crunch
Of sending them to the death camp
Innocent souls they we see
Shivering in collective fear
It’s how it has to be

Huddled together
Hearts a beating
Marked up sprayed in blue
Why doesn’t this idiot
Fall off the truck
And break his neck
The view
Of him and his heartless
Working
Farmers a rotten bunch
Just so meat eatingHumans can pack themselves some lunch