To be or not to be a piglet

Little innocent piglets
Thinking of their mother
Imagine for a moment in time
There is nothing other
Than true love of their mother
Who has sweated through it all
Watching her babies murdered
Against the filthy wall
Bloodied shaking broken lost
This is what a piglet cost

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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