The swan a long time dancer
Found the ice too cold
She sat there lucid dreaming
Trying hard to hold
Her position
shivery
Knowing if she sat there
She might not ever fly again
Up into the air.
The swan a long time dancer
Found the ice too cold
She sat there lucid dreaming
Trying hard to hold
Her position
shivery
Knowing if she sat there
She might not ever fly again
Up into the air.
Sea grass meadows
Thailand has them
paradise We
understand
where the precious Dugong feed
such munificence I understand
tragically the run offs off happen
pesticides
some mental strain
in these creatures
Inactivity, honestly is very plain
disconcerted how they suffer
an unkind man is out there He
cares so little for the many
and their painfulness we all can see
What grisly hearted scum bags
exist in this world today
dubious and distant
they look the other way
quibbling chicanery
groundless and unsound
catching sharks
and removing fins
their evil does astound
still alive they are thrown
back to die in awful pain
sloppy thinking
each jaundiced eye
Profit wanting do or die
sharks fins soup
the Chinese fools
a thickening agent
thats sees their stools
much more smelly
their digestion poor
sharks fin soup
the provincial bore
What type of vile and nasty people
believe themselves to have the right
to torture cats and dogs
Each day
their spirits clearly locked in blight
they shave the fur, they stick their needles
and smile hearing the cries
these experimental white coated technicians
who tell so many lies
working in these laboratories
injecting toxins, they
basically abuse their victims
every single day
seemingly they love their work
they love to see dogs cry
whimper scream it just does seem
Marc Pieterse
African swine fever China suffers so
Vietnam and Cambodia are also in the know
Burying the living covering them in lime
Which neutralises pathogens
What a sadistic crime
Viruses abominable
It’s about disease control
These perpetrators clearly
Are without a soul
Karmic debt is rising
Is it so surprising?
The evil that us breeding dogs
To experiment on each day
Torture them be cruel to them
It’s never the right way
Protestors outside try
to get owners to see the light
But the police are in attendance
Every day and night
How bloody sad is that
Controlling wild fish
An impossible task
Absolute arrogance
There is a mask of insanity
Out there even organic
Is wretched and rotten
Leaving us manic
Controlling wild salmon
For profitable means
Is bloody impossible
And the dark scenes
Lice pandemonium
Boycott it now
Wild fish should never be farmed
Black eyes appearing
Out of a hole
Rescued imagine that
This feline soul
Lost there for ages
After the quake
Shattered her spirit
And surely did make
Her terribly frightened
Expecting that she
Wouldn’t get rescued
farming crops
Take glyphosate
It’s all around the place
Yes it’s impregnating animals
And the human race
Cancers on the increase
It mimics glycine too
Affecting our limbs dramatically
And weakening horses who
Are made to run made to jump
Made to race when they are I’ll
Upsetting the farm animals
With pollutive substances rising still
It’s excruciatingly obvious
its violently proclaimed
its evil beyond imagination
And of course it’s blamed
for indiscriminate killing
of wildlife of the field
precious in the melting pot
and the explosive reach they yield
bears coyotes foxes wolves
are murdered by
these rather significant cyanide bombs
protecting cattle
why
the need to cause such trauma
Maiming the wildlife who
suffer terrible injuries
And the clueless who
are dealing with the meat trade
And the leather trade maybe
and these indiscriminate killings
are a bloody tragedy
its a torturous malady
how much agony is caused
death by suffocation
these murders should be paused
altering the wild life force
for the trade in meat
in death and yet more torture
For the profits of the elite
for me it’s wrong on all counts
Profiteering scum
it needs to stop completely
and we do need some
more sensitive petitions
and urgently proclaim
murdering our wildlife
is WRONG on all counts.
Exactly they forget us
We animals exist
Not to fill your stomachs
The optimum is missed
Life is the integral point
Creation stands for more
Than lining the pockets of the Meat Trade
In the most unholy war.
What goes on at TAIJI
Is selfish limiting life
Misunderstanding logic
Creating absolute strife
Profiteering nonsense
Ugly to a tee
Uncaring and Un sharing of
True vitality
An intimate story line
That’s what it be
Provoking artistic desires
Constantly
Evocative mindsets
Eidetic ways
Losing a friend
Where such memory plays
Through the emotions
And creatively
Bolsters my skilfulness
So seemingly
Losing her friend Robin
by Stevie Nicks
and the song Gypsy became known
Like us the cow has spirit
a heart, it’s lungs and all
a brain and inner organs
and she hears us when we call
she enjoys a grassy meadow
and wild herbs at her feet
and has an innate knowledge
and is purposefully discreet
Eating much less animal flesh
Provided the farm is organic
she has a better chance
of eating what is in season
than a medicinal mis glance
free will and good taste buds
an historic medicine guide
And an affirmation of the wonders
around the countryside.
It sickens me no end
Insufferable decay
Harshness roughness
Vile harassment
Do the persecuted pay
Loathsome gruelling punishment
Un pleasing to our eye
Obnoxious and offensive
This butchering doth apply
Ghastly and appalling
Evil through and through
This soul ought to be rooting in the woods
living it’s life to the full.🐖
Pigs why do they suffer
The torture every day
They possess a heart that aches like hell
And are tortured in every way
Punching squeezing hurting their ears
That’s Until they bleed
Prisoners of consciousness
Suffering indeed.
When the dinosaurs walked
across the earth
hedgehogs did as well
The council talks up £300
for signage bloody Hell
A tiny little figure
warning cars to slow
Thus the depth of feeling
from people in the know
🦖🦕🦖
Discernment and loving care
It really isn’t everywhere
The powers to be
The tractor crowd
The glyphosate
Their heads be bowed
Humanely is not humanity
For those of us who choose
Dairy milk
Are of the ilk
And rape is lesser news
Calf’s are led to slaughter
Mothers set to too
This is the real momentum
Oh good I am a baby pig
With teeth and a curly tail
I was born inside a gestation crate
In a dirty gaol
The farmer is my dentist
And my surgeon too
He uses pliers to chip my teeth
And cut my tail right through
I don’t need painkillers
Just cry out in pain
I was born an animal
And my farmer is insane
Sometimes he castrates me
brings tears to my eyes
he is not a doctor
Don’t you think that’s a surprise ?
It’s atrocious to be holding a baby in our arms
Beautifully transparent
Just so many charms
Brilliantly possessing
A heavenly attitude
Alert to every heartbeat
Evidence pursued
A piglet rich on innocence
A tiny testimony
Proven credibility
A child can feel it’s little heart
Beating seemingly
The numbers of meat eating slaves
to the cause
who never imagine
That families
would pause
would struggle and suffer
in farms everywhere
when their babies are beaten
and tortured
compare
humans who do this
who buy into death
forgetting that animal families
their breath
compromised tragically
suffering so
mothers in gestation crates
yea they know
often with no space
mothers will lie
on Babies struggling
a reason why
farmers are ignorant
and arrogant they
don’t give them enough space
and then many pay
with their delicate lives
thats what they do
the meat and dairy trades
watch on its true.
Berit Oswald
Note we say mankind
When it’s Man
unkind
Who eats so much death
They have lost their mind
Farming and harming
Torture all day
Animal rights
Souls like us
The display
On counters cadavers
In plastic trays
Whole families wiped out
eating dead animals
That we have killed
Tortured from babies
So much blood spilled
Broken and injured
And marched to the place
Where they are hung from a hook
Cut into steaks
For cosmetic look
Others look on
Panting away
Watching dying friends
Heatwave meaowgarita
Out of a crystal glass
It cools down the system
So it comes to pass
Nip up on the table
Shake rattle and roll
What a prudent barman
Clearly he is all soul
Imperfection
stop and think a moment
what is going on
the corporates are losing face
their consciousness is gone
naturalness and wholeness
apparently we hear
is going out the window
That much now is clear
everything is seedless .
the food now will not grow
not from seeds tastes good though
we have joined the flow
of genetically substituted
artificially
coloured preserved and tasteless
whats wanted seemingly.
Mindlessness and thinking right
nobody seems to see
labelled up as seedless
as the absurdity
of cancelling out the precious seed
of substituting ways
of artificiality
and offering it their praise
What is the new kid in the block
seedless no can do
sterility a debility
that few around hold true
preoccupied with saving time
seedless sold as good
obsessed with profit making
at any cost which should
create the big distraction
let the people think
they are part of the blunder
which may lead them to the brink.
A dirty chemical bath
Sheep dip they call it
Imagine just one Bath
For all the herd
To kill off all the bugs
They must think we are all mugs
Buying wool impregnated oh dear
These poor sheep are Shawn
For woollen jumpers
Buy organic or else
Wish you weren’t born