Little Porkers

Ears sticking up
Being shunted along
The slaughterhouse beckons
The distance not long
Babies with good minds
Able to be
Thoughtful and caring
They’d love to be free
Instead soon throats cut
They will bleed on the floor
Farming for Pork
Is like going to war.

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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