Alice

It had been purgatory

and for her

a lifetime of grief

for really they were

not in a farm

but a camp we can say

where evil was undergone

every day

 

Alice had given birth

4 or 5 times

and her babies were taken

all of those crimes

committed before her sweet eyes

and she knew

that each one was murdered

and each one they threw

 

into a barrow called the death pile

and some of them in there

they kicked up a while

when you carry a baby

for 9 months and see

the poor little soul killed

immediately

 

it does break your heart

and they know that as well

thats why they do it

to make it like hell

She never could rest up

couldn’t lay still

she had her nightmares

and perhaps always will

 

her babies had no chance

to have colostrum

they couldn’t be with her

in case they had some

 

Alice beside herself

day after day

cried herself silly

she’d been made to pay

 

so that humans could

drink all her goodness away

the bovine growth hormone

that probably would

be suppressed by their bodies

and just be no good

 

all of those miracles

wasted and gone

her babies all murdered

that was some con

it never got passed

the barn door

it appears

people never knew

nor harboured her fears

 

all the antibiotics

they gave her to grow

the assorted hormones

what had she to show

no little babies

just memories she

was now an old women

not much older than 3

 

a cow lives for 20 years

some even longer

when they are loved

they really get stronger

out in the pastures

fed on the green

out in the sunshine

not milked by machine

 

a cow can go on

for decades some say

but Alice was spent

at the end of each day

and now was a downer

with arthritic feet

who suffered the pain

and how they did beat

 

the life out of her

just every day

she sadly just couldn’t get

out of the way

she was punched and was kicked

she was beaten and bruised

she couldn’t walk

it was not that she refused

 

but they couldn’t see that

no one wanted to know

they took out their frustration

on her

every blow

came with an expletive

and she took the lot

for most of the time

she was stuck on one spot

 

the floors were so filthy

with faeces and grot

with blood and with urine

with maggots and snot

how could she stand up

in all of this slime

of course she fell down

in it time after time

 

once being milked

she fell under a gate

wedged there she was

in such a state

injured she was

and her arthritic feet

caught in a rail

and whilst there they beat

they sexually assaulted her

twisted her tail

she bellowed aloud

it drove sane men pale

to hear her a siren

in such abject pain

being sexually assaulted again and again

 

Alice was not in wonderland here

she was in hell

and she lived in great fear

not of being killed

but the torture and pain

the stress and the struggle

and the terrible strain

 

the ag gag rule’s coming

they want it to be

passed into law

so no one can see

what is going on

in this hell hole today

if it happens oh goddess

what could we then say

 

Alice was taken to the slaughterhouse

she

had her throat cut and sailed off

to somewhere to be

hopefully rested

to then be in peace

for clearly the old girl

had won her release

 

that is a dairy

that is a place

that is the pits

a vile dark disgrace

no soul should ever

go through this but they

like Alice will get the same

treatment each day

 

if you drink milk

eat your yoghurts and cheese

just remember poor Alice

whose life was no breeze

remember her babies each one of them

killed

whilst you drink her milk

her babies blood spilled

 

in milk now today

there is pus there is poo

there is blood there  are chemicals

so why you do

take an ungulates milk

bovine growth hormone too

remember for gods sake

its not helping you

 

its totally alien

that is for sure

just remember the

barn and the state of the floor 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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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