Pigs in cages

When we put a pig into a cage
and leave it there for quite an age
but not realise how much its hurts
the pig I mean how it subverts
its being, in such a vile way
its so controlling the dismay
the pig feels in its psyche, and
the fact that some can’t understand
and let them lament inside themselves
feel so let down for no one delves
further they just let them lie
in their own shit asking why
and I think they have every right
to ask why am I caged so very tight
unable to move unable to scratch
unable to think or even latch
onto thoughts, of how to be
a pig again effectively

the men who think up such an ordeal
I wonder really how they feel
if they put themselves in that same place
would they feel the same disgrace
and if they did what makes them do
such evil things so very few
people I know would ever feel
it right to be so enclosed for real
to feel the wire on every part
of one’s body it gets to the heart
it hurts a lot to be trapped like this
it feels as if they take the piss

and of course digruntled
they are bound to be
no freedom really its crucially
torture and torment and hurts inside
you can’t turn around
you can’t confide
your trapped in there all night
all day
thats your life thats the way

the only chance you well ever get
is the slaughterhouse run
when maybe they will let
you out to walk if your legs will work
if not its the electric prod and jerk
the final march to slitting floor
where they slit your throat
and then ignore

your dance of death
your bleeding out
snorting hard from your
tender snout
kicking madly hoping to
reach the rainbow bridge
before all of you