Gabriele Meurer former veterinarian
\nSurgeon to UK abattoirs
\ntells us truths that sicken me
\nsomething I hoped I’d never see
\nsome Farmers crack me up
\nand leave such scars
\non what is humanity
\nin point of fact
\ninsensitive and crass
\nI have to say
\nit really is unpalatable
\nto investigate and write
\na poem on this subject
\nnow today<\/p>\n
Cows with babies
\ninside their very being
\nready to give birth
\nbut seemingly
\nthe farmer where he seems
\nto be is at
\na crossroads in his thinking
\nand really without blinking
\nwhisks them off to slaughter
\nimagine that<\/p>\n
How on earth can someone
\nreally do this
\npresent for slaughter
\nmothers who will be
\ngiving birth in days
\nI am beside myself
\nthe pain I feel
\nso deep inside of me<\/p>\n
to think that what can
\nonly be financial
\nmarks the end of a frantic mother
\nwho
\nhas gone through maybe 8 months
\nof sheer torture
\nand on the point of birth
\nshe’s chopped into<\/p>\n
hanging on the hook of death
\nshe swings in a slow arc
\nher infant kicking desperately
\nnow making its mark
\nand at that point
\nsome ghastly butcher
\nslashes the mothers throat
\nand gets caught in the avalanche
\nof blood and gore
\nI note<\/p>\n
you probably can’t believe this
\nthis inhumane idea
\nhow any farmer anywhere
\ncan decide this, its not clear
\nanywhere inside of me
\nhow anyone would dare
\nto argue with creation
\nwho clearly is aware<\/p>\n
to then cut out the trachea
\nthe mother still aware
\nin the most awful agony
\nin the direst of despair
\nas the ghastly dreadful butcher
\nthan pulls her baby free
\nand there it lies pulsating
\nits unbridled infamy<\/p>\n
I shudder at the thought
\nthat this is happening a lot
\nand the baby is then so dispatched
\nand dumped there on the spot
\ndisrespectful bastards
\neveryone that saw
\nthese babies struggling in their mothers
\nprecious blood and gore<\/p>\n
And DEFRA is aware of this
\nheartless brutes I say
\nA Government of sadists
\nwho chose to look away
\nthe butchers must be sickened by it
\neven those who do
\nthis kind of work
\nmust choke inside their own guts
\nthat we screw<\/p>\n
tiny unborn babies
\nused for leather oh so fine
\nfor our ladies softer handbags
\nthat look and smell divine
\nwell ladies if you ever were Mothers
\nplease now see
\nwhat your bloody bag was made from
\nand cry along with me<\/p>\n
as for the dairy farmers
\nwho kill their male calves, they
\nalso kill their mothers
\nand their babies and they say
\nnothing, no one knows this
\nthis filthy trade in life
\nmilk I wouldn’t touch the stuff
\nits pure, its liquid strife<\/p>\n
so much death and torture
\nso that we can sup the teat
\nwe can kiss the udder
\noh yes we are discreet
\nits all washed in some carton
\nand we add it to our tea
\nbut we stole it from the babies
\nwho were murdered actually<\/p>\n
I hang my head in shame for you
\nthe ignorant who look away
\nwho will not hear the ululation
\nevery single bloody day
\nthose tears roll from those mothers
\nand mix in with their blood
\nas the butchers cuts them open
\nand we all then hear the thud<\/p>\n
of the baby on the slaughterhouse floor
\nwrithing in such pain
\nborn by surgical prowess
\nbutchered and allowed to drain
\nthis is inglorious treatment
\nthis is the vilest woe
\nthis is what is happening
\nand all of you must know<\/p>\n
each time you eat your ice cream
\nor your cheese on toast
\nremember the babies dying
\nthose sweet souls we love most
\nremember the butcher butchering
\nremember the Farmers who
\nare killing the bloody badgers now
\nwith nothing much else to do<\/p>\n
I am so glad I am vegan
\nsome 40 years and I
\nam happy when I lay my head
\ndown and I close each eye
\nI think about the little cows
\non the common every day
\nand I enter into a peaceful sleep
\nknowing they didn’t pay<\/p>\n
anything for my muesli
\nfor milk is not for me
\nI would not steal it from the calves
\nfor me that cannot be
\nand now to hear the dairies
\nare sending pregnant mums
\ninto the bloody slaughterhouse
\ntheir babes ripped out of their tums<\/p>\n
I am sorry for me its over
\nwhat man un kind does here
\nleads me to look away from Farmers
\nmoaning when I hear
\nthem going on about Badgers
\nand loving their livestock, I
\nwill remind myself what liars
\nthey are and really why<\/p>\n
anyone believes all that
\nsad claptrap anyway
\nwhy people cannot put two and two
\ntogether and then just say
\nwe know their killing babies
\nborn and unborn and we
\ndo not care a monkeys
\nabout them
\nlet them be<\/p>\n
and realise just whereabouts<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Gabriele Meurer former veterinarian Surgeon to UK abattoirs tells us truths that sicken me something I hoped I’d never see some Farmers crack me up and leave such scars on what is humanity in point of fact insensitive and crass … Continue reading