Come visit my home
RED TRACTOR’s signs up
The RSPCA ago
I live here today
It stinks to high heaven
It might be in Devon
A hell hole for certain
And humans will eat
Bits of my body
Brought up in this dark place
Where I’ve been molested
And made to feel
A 4th or 5 th animal
Worthy of little
Ears punched
Udders flamed
A life that is real
Pumped full of drugs
Grass showered over me
Withering dried stuff
No time to go
And walk in the green fields
To feel the sun shining
To pick some wild herbage
Stuff that I know
Rex Tyler is a Poet, Campaigner, former owner of an organic shop of 30 years, and Public Speaker living in Berkhamsted, UK.