Pigs in turmoil thanks to the meat trade

Imagine being imprisoned
Not guilty of any crime
It’s pig farmers and the meat trade
Who in fact never climb
Out of hell inscrutably
Consign the angels too
A filthy extreme environment
For that is what they do
In hot steamy conditions
No where to lie clean
Caged enraged and frustrated
By the kingdom of the mean.

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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