Meat eaters say it’s not our fault

Don’t blame us people
Because we eat meat
We realise animals die
It’s a treat
for us and our family
Better that we
Stand up and be counted
For humility

Most of us don’t have it
We’ve given up that
Employing farmers and butchers
All at
The sick end of killing
Cows, pigs and sheep
Slaughterhouse methods
Blood water runs deep

Dairy cows many
End up lame
They can’t get about
They like us
the same
So dragged by a tractor
To wherever we need
To be in a death camp
Where we are to bleed

The stench of the thousands
Of chickens and Ducks
Packed up together
It truthfully sucks
Heads sliced off
Hanging
Families of birds
So you lot can sandwich
Yes I am lost for words

Here on this blog a lasting thought
Vigils with the dying
Lives they abort
Thousands of poems
I pen every year
Imagine the agony
and just feel the fear

They see with bloodshot eyes
They weep for hours
Frightened they shit themselves
Losing their powers
Animals suffer
The loss of their young
In all of this melee of torture
Among

The farms and the sheds
Baby calves whimper long
Mothers scream powerfully
Their hearts are strong
Raped
yes and kidnapped
Yes everyday
Animal matter
that’s what we should say

And bloody well do something about it