Who’d want to be born a piglet

t truly insults our intelligence
What some pig farmers do
Their ignorance and their arrogance
Is now shining through
Many accomplish cruelty on a massive scale
Acting themselves as surgeons
They truly do derail
Sense and sensitivity
Castrating little males
Dental work at snipping teeth
And, cutting off their tails
Creating runts and killing them
Chucking them on the ground
Busted heads imagine that
Many times they are found
Whimpering and basically dying
Where they lie
Their little legs still moving
Such action does belie

Our humanity

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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