The hog is no dog

I cry inside my gut each night
That snorting sound they make
Being gassed such evil
The meat trade how they take
Away our jungle freedoms
Our precious family who
Suffer for our innocence
Which is what we do
The wicked ness of man unkind
The meat trade so to say
Iniquitous desiring
The colour of dismay
The slaughterhouse
The stench of death
Unworthiness and pain
Abomination is everywhere
And consumers now insane
Self love self praise
And arrogance
We see it everywhere
Self interest and self seeking
And a modicum of despair.
🐷