BAGUIO CITY PHILIPPINES or CANINE HELL

An Infectiousness and a pestilential gathering
Unsterilised and as filthy as can be
Loads and loads of rounded up strays
Transported for hours and hours
And all of them are coming here to be

Processed that’s the word but what it appears to me
Is carnage and such lamentation they
Have their legs tied to their backs
A flat can on their nose
And for 6 whole hours they are traveling this way

Many are bruised and broken and over come by heat
They get no food nor water and that’s enough to beat
Any living soul on earth its a terrible affair
Suppurating wounds and thick germ laden air

And those that work the dog trade
Are as nasty as can be
Wallowing in shit themselves
They don’t see apparently

For them it’s only money
It blinds them in a way
It extinguishes their life force
On any given day

On arrival they are unloaded
And survivors for a while
remain with all the dead and dying
Yes pile after pile

Then one by one manhandled
And beaten around the head
Not enough to kill them
Then their throats cut
And it’s said

The blood is kept in dirty cans
To be sold for people do
Drink it just imagine that
Clearly clueless to

The E. coli 107 and salmonella that
The anthrax and hepatitis
And Rabies which are at
And all about the dog trade
10,000 dogs a year
And 350 people die of Rabies so I hear

They have to have unsound minds
To work the gutters so
It’s such a disappointment
That souls can actually go

Into such depravity
Such runination they
And Can subject souls to terror
In such a barbaric way

And it seemingly doesn’t bother them
Doesn’t touch their hearts at all
They can torture and be malevolent
They fail to hear the call

Of the innocent survivors
Who are bludgeoned anyway
Who reach the ultimate adversity
On their dying day

These are men with families
Acting In this way
creating, a blood bath
Every single day

With sinew skin and hair and bone
All over the floor
and hanging on the walls
Like few have seen before

A place of great iniquity
Where the ready to die can see
All waiting and listening
And Watching the fearfully

Of victims queuing quietly
Ready for their turn
There really is nothing to say
And who would want to learn

How sick these so called men are
Criminals in fact
Doing what they knew was wrong
And they don’t seem to react

Negatively about it
run on robot power
Repellent and repulsive
And No one can reach them now

They live inside a nightmare
Where Angels only be
Brought into their darkness
To be murdered constantly

The total canine family
Must shudder When they hear
Baguio city mentioned
The place inducing fear

Marc Ching entered a slaughterhouse
And his eyes were met with grief
The smell of death and torture
It was beyond belief

That man can lose his mind so
His spirit and his soul
And torture the angelic child
Without any control

As he left a soul got up and followed
Begging Marc to take
Her with him which he duly did
Her eyes were like a lake

of tears
Of hope of expectation
Driven into gloom
This poor soul clearly in agony
Within her living tomb

Experiencing the hopeless
The last hope may be so
Her great big eyes were aching
Where was she to go

Sitting on a blanket
In a car to where
The veterinary this unnamed dog
Experiencing despair

And now some love and caring
And sharing sitting there
Suffering In silence
with people now aware

Defeated by the criminals
The craven hearted few
Who had hurt her who were cruel to her
Who just did what tHey wanted to

The end was near the dear one
Could feel I am sure that she
Was now in good hands sadly though
She wanted to be

Out of all this squalor
this agony and pain
These memories of human beings
Living in a drain

Gutter snipes of evil
Aggressors through and through
Of course I call up Anubis
The protector who is true

Who must take on these evil scum
These ragged disaffected
Who should be forced a burial
And each year resurrected

Never to be forgotten
For the evil they did do
To have to lose a four legged friend
Who he did rescue

Only to know his new best friend
Really had to die
Couldn’t bear that torment
Which was really why

The veterinary had to
Let the poor soul go
She at least experienced
Love first hand from Marc
a token of affection
Some light out of her dark

And perhaps will at the rainbow bridge
enter into play
With the butterflies
And the lace wings
That are bound to fly her way

This whole murderous activity is Disgusting
Torturing and murdering dogs for food is banned in the Philippines unless it’s for religious purposes.
Laws passed in 1982 and 1998
The problem is the GOvernment are weak tHe police are corrupt
And the fines for those caught and charged minimal
So it goes on commercially and is run by out and out criminal psychopaths making a small fortune out of it all.