Imagine sheep communicate
Imagine what they say
We’re stuck here in these feeding lots
No way to pass our day
Waiting for the shitty tasteless fodder
They call food
Prisoners constant fatigue
Farming is bloody crude
Soon we will feel the chop chop chop
One after the other we die
For roasts on your Xmas table
as vegans we ask why?
Rex Tyler is a Poet, Campaigner, former owner of an organic shop of 30 years, and Public Speaker living in Berkhamsted, UK.