Mother and baby

Raped
You ladies will understand
What its like to be
Manhandled by some greasy
Farmhand
Who wants his way with me

Who has a fist of semen
And pushes himself in me
Rapes me with his rotten arm
Which really shouldn’t be
And so thats it I am for it

For 9 months give or take
I am carrying a baby
Daytime when I am awake
And all through each night
I know its there
All the stress and strain
And this another baby
That I have to have again

So the great day it has cometh
I am sweating up a bit
Out there in a draughty barn
And I decide to sit
I can feel it getting restless
I can feel it deep inside
A life force my little baby
Who on me has relied

I do hope all is well with him
It is the mothers bond
You just feel the ecstatic pleasure
Its something , you are fond
Of the ultimate experience
Its painful but you know
That at the end of all this labour
A little soul with show

Front hooves good and ready
The violet pink new soul
Sliding as I am pushing
He knows his gentle role
From his mothers darkness
Her warmth her glowing night
He falls into the waiting straw
But I kicked up quite a fight

And now he is lying panting
Wet and covered in straw
A soft wee thing and to me does bring
Happiness galore
To see one’s own sweet baby
Having left and is just there
Is an experience that any mother
Anywhere can’t compare

Its the spirit of euphoria
Its the epitome of soul
His shallow voice
He was my choice
I felt sore but another goal
Scored in my existence
Another baby born
And entering the world of life and light
Until he is torn

Rapidly away from me a skulking form
A man
What was the vile grim reaper
Clearly it was his plan
To rip the baby from me
And take it to a place
Where it would be sent for slaughter
i would never see its face

Never feel its heartbeat
Never feel its tongue
Supping on my milk supply
Permanently hung
Between my back legs
Waiting the nutrition of the gods
HATHOR was our goddess
But these fat greedy sods

Who labour at the dairy
Who punch us when they can
Who kick us around our udder region
They are never our fan
And this one has stolen my baby
Despite my constant lows
Despite my obvious sadness
And the stress that it does pose

To be raped and then to carry
To give birth and then to face
The baby being kidnapped
That is a disgrace
And to know really who stole him
And where he is going to go
To the slaughterhouse
To be murdered just so I can show
A full churn at the dairy
For the human beings who
Want to eat the dairy ice
And the rich milk chocolate too

Who want it on their cornflakes
Or for some reason in their tea
They deny my little baby life
And so proud now they be
To call themselves vegetarian
Killers of my calf
For their cheese on toast
And their cheesecake most
Nothing is done by half

My baby was a glistening
With the purest juice from me
But he was carried out of there
And dumped accordingly
To await the truck for market
The great big abattoir
Those heavy doors those
Great big jaws
From the farm its not so far

Its where blood streams down the centre
Like a river so I am told
And where my baby will be killed
Before he is very old
They will cut his throat
Now kosher style
No stunning sadly he
Will feel the absolute pain of passing
And in a while be free

The rainbow bride could welcome him
And see him romp away
Onto a buttercup meadow
Where, of course he will play
With butterflies and song birds
And all that failed him here
This the dairy industry
The harbingers of fear