The meat trade
Distinguishes certain depositaries
The domesticated
Chained in their barn
Not allowed to eat wild plants
And manifest order
Allotted the pre chosen
Fixed amount yarn
More and more land use
For more and more animals
Fatter and fatter
The milk supping souls
Not the calves
They don’t matter
Kidnapped from mother
Who chase farmers carts
Sisters or brother
More sad broken families
More dairy cows crying
Vegetarians really
Are soft carnivores
The Meat eating market
Cannibals
Actually
And all of the sacrifice
Tragically falls
On the animals
Rex Tyler is a Poet, Campaigner, former owner of an organic shop of 30 years, and Public Speaker living in Berkhamsted, UK.