Sows duffer so

Ofcourse we see it’s in her eyes
Her thoughts her mind we realise
She is aching in her precious soul
Finding hard to be in control
Of the ugliest idea
The nastiest end
Her babies were murdered
And now my friend
She will be slaughtered
Hung up to die
The pain and the suffering
For me, I just cry
That this sacred creation
Will end up as meat
With nitrites and god knows what else