The pigs are on their way to die
\nis that a mystery
\nTell me why?
\nits the factory farm
\ninto the truck
\nto the house of slaughter
\nWTF
\nthe eyes tell all
\nthe smell of death
\nis everywhere
\non every breath
\nthe eyes tell all
\nthe adrenaline rush
\nclearly this is not a brush
\nwith death
\nbut soon it will be
\nin their faces
\ntruthfully
\nthey dice with death
\nthey dance they swing
\nlamenting on what it will bring
\nsome peace and quiet
\na final thrust
\na final tear
\nand deep disgust<\/p>\n
when they were born
\nthey knew the score
\nthe factory farm
\nwas blood and gore
\nthe truck mean’t that was it
\nthe end
\nthe house of slaughter
\nis where they send
\nus all we all go there and wend
\nour way to a far off land where we
\nas souls can live much more freely
\nbut who really knows
\ntoday’s the end
\nthat’s a certainty dear friend<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
The pigs are on their way to die is that a mystery Tell me why? its the factory farm into the truck to the house of slaughter WTF the eyes tell all the smell of death is everywhere on every … Continue reading