Transporting baby lambs out to the slaughter house
Already they feel fear and anxiety
Herded and on arrival of course they just donât want to go
So they pull them by their ears or tails you know
Brutal vile inconsiderate oafs they sadly
Swear and kick and make them go inside
The animals smell the death of many relatives
But canât hear their cries which the meat trade doth provide
Cruelty on tap itâs just so easy
To frighten little animals you see
And the carnivores they tell us about the lovely meat they eat
Forgetting the long term results,
yea karmically.
On Facebook they come and think itâs pleasing to hear their exploits with eating baby animals
Rex Tyler is a Poet, Campaigner, former owner of an organic shop of 30 years, and Public Speaker living in Berkhamsted, UK.