Foie gras

Murder by arrogance
Torture and pain
The birds wish to chortle
Expressing true pain
Being force fed
They choke as their poor throats become
So sore  and inflamed
And their bodies just numb
To the evil around them
The ugly the pain
Internal damage
With little to gain
Tears at a constancy
Terror the plight
To create a sick substance
Foie gras
More like shite
For groaners to scoff
A horrid disease
Created with violence

they suffer and wheeze

Watch them fall on their knees .

as shadows of ugliness

purposefully tease.

 

 

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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