In their streets clothes
\nThe family arrive
\nChildren and women
\nCan that Brown Steer survive
\nThere are hooks everywhere
\nAnd a black and white floor
\nLooks strangely MASONIC
\nSo whats it all for<\/p>\n
The children are hoisted
\nOn top of the soul
\nWho is weeping a bit
\nAnd losing control
\nDrooling a lot
\nEyes rolling around
\nEach child sits down on him
\nHis heart it does pound<\/p>\n
He knows why he is there
\nThe gantry above
\nIts a kosher place
\nA temple of love
\nBut not the love most of us
\nWant to accept
\nRoped up and slaughtered
\nBy the inept<\/p>\n
We hear about kosher
\nCeremonial stuff
\nIts all very grim
\nAnd I have seen enough
\nAbusing an animal
\nWaiting to die
\nIs wrong on all counts
\nAnd look into his eye<\/p>\n
Pink rolling this way
\nAnd that way he takes
\nIn the last seconds
\nBefore his will breaks
\nA knife thrashes forward
\nHis throats torn across
\nA loathing I feel it
\nThey don!t give a toss<\/p>\n
This soul wants to live
\nWants to feel the sunshine
\nBut is doomed to feel agony
\nRight down the line
\nHe coughs and he splutters
\nHe screams out aloud
\nHis detestation
\nHe was so proud<\/p>\n
But their execration
\nOn this docile beast
\nTheir caustic behaviour
\nHe seen as their feast
\nSo hurtful so resentful
\nUngenerous too
\nHard bitten and grim faced
\nWhat can he do<\/p>\n
But give up the fight
\nAs his air waves are blocked
\nChoking on blood
\nAnd mucus so shocked
\nBut the advent of death
\nKosher its true
\nBlessed by the Rabbi
\nWho knows its all true<\/p>\n
He fights for his footing
\nSliding in his blood
\nThe slash is so huge
\nOf course it does flood
\nOnto his feet
\nHe cannot stand sure
\nAnd bumps to the ground
\nHe can stand no more<\/p>\n
These men how they sicken me
\nNo pity shown
\nWhere is humanity
\nHere not home grown
\nRelentless remorseless
\nUnpitying sods
\nUnsympathetic
\nBest pray to your gods<\/p>\n
For karma is out there
\nYour sad disrespect
\nLeading to abuse
\nI would eject
\nYou all from that slaughterhouse
\nUncaring slaves
\nFor you will be punished
\nAnd no god now saves<\/p>\n
Those who demolish the freedoms
\nOf souls
\nThose who at death
\nAre tortured those roles
\nLaid down by the masters
\nOn butchers they must
\nEnd up a writhing in
\nWhat is disgust<\/p>\n
And the vibes
\nWere just awful
\nSo matter of fact
\nOne minute with the family
\nAs they did enact
\nThe drama the slaughter
\nThe evil the woe
\nThen the children went off
\nJust part of the show<\/p>\n
As to that animal
\nHow it did feel
\nThe threat and the menace
\nIt was clearly real
\nThe end of its life
\nA ritual of sorts
\nAnd all of this drama
\nLocked up in its thoughts<\/p>\n
Purely and simply<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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