Of flesh and blood
\nExisting in a quagmire
\nThat represents
\nNot an ounce of compassion
\nNor an inch of sense
\nNot a prophet to be seen
\nJust profits for the insane
\nWired for perpetuity
\nPurely for their gain<\/p>\n
Innocence becomes ugly
\nBecomes the evil of our time
\nCanada may resent my thoughts
\nBut seemingly cannot climb
\nOut of her pit of absence
\nOf emptiness so foul
\nOf what is unimagined
\nGuaranteed to fail<\/p>\n
These are innocent beings
\nThoughtful caring souls
\nVisibly they are tortured
\nThere are no controls
\nThe workers there are demons
\nThe factory a place
\nOf terrible destruction
\nOf what is a disgrace<\/p>\n
Wire cages rank and filthy
\nWhat is a state of Hell
\nBrutality and malevolence
\nSomething they do well
\nThe smell is unbelievable
\nTo breathe its agony
\nBleeding prolapse on every layer
\nAnd this a constancy<\/p>\n
A monotonous conclusion
\nConcentrated sin
\nStandardized confusion
\nMany find the bin
\nRipped out of the cages
\nHeads smashed on the floor
\nAnd left in bags to suffocate
\nThis is worse than war<\/p>\n
A chorus of the most tortured
\nFeatherless birds who shy
\nAway from any contact
\nTheir wish only to die
\nSwollen eyes so fearful
\nOf the half crazed workers who
\nSeem to enjoy the agony
\nFor that is what they do<\/p>\n
Theres no let up from the violence
\nImagine a life like this
\nThese are caring thoughtful birds
\nAnd all we do is piss
\nOn them as if they are nothing
\nIntensification the word
\nThe enormity of our crimes is here
\nAll those that have occurred<\/p>\n
Wretchedly and pitiably their screams
\nReach into hearts
\nBanefully and shockingly
\nMany end up on carts
\nBroken egregiously
\nBy the ignorance of man
\nWhose contracts are with monsters
\nWho amazingly began<\/p>\n
This evil from the offset
\nWith their corporate attitude
\nMiserably and grievously
\nAnd hellishly so crude
\nCramming many chickens
\nLady hens who should
\nBe Given some space to spread their wings
\nIf they only could<\/p>\n
But the meagreness and paucity
\nThe paltry petty way
\nThese birds are housed in misery
\nUntil their dying day
\nNot a modicum of after care
\nDead hens everywhere
\nLeft to rot in painful heaps
\nThat wriggle and that scare<\/p>\n
Every nuance of their being
\nIs a vanishing degree
\nIts a particle of putridness
\nWhich stinks incessantly
\nEvery imperfection is emblazoned
\nEverywhere
\nImpoverishment and enfeeblement
\nAnd exhaustion they all share<\/p>\n
Destruction of a life form
\nRetrench cut back and lost
\nCastrate denude decapitate
\nAt an enormous cost
\nTo each and every unique soul
\nCrammed into their desire
\nSoaked in blood and urine
\nAnd burning in their fire<\/p>\n
Decomposing bodies
\nAre eaten by the rest
\nA fight between the maggots
\nA picture to detest
\nUtter putrefaction
\nConfused and so unclean
\nA disharmony
\nAn unruliness
\nIt truly is obscene<\/p>\n
A convulsion and a frenzy
\nA pandemonium we see
\nEverywhere a riot
\nA madhouse actually
\nDisorganized and jumbled
\nDiscomposed and slatternly
\nChaotically created
\nIn a mask of infamy<\/p>\n
The beginning of the end
\nHas come
\nThe primitive the sick
\nThe alphabet of aches and pains
\nIt just gets on my wick
\nTo feel the abject negligence
\nThe gradualism here
\nIts an endlessness of evil
\nIts a great curtain of fear<\/p>\n
Bloodied eggs are commonplace
\nA throng of the wrong employed
\nSadism is everywhere and clearly
\nTheres a void
\nA vacuum of unworthiness
\nAnd contemptibility
\nRunning through all these vile farms
\nAs far as we can see<\/p>\n
The omelette of the ogre
\nThe yoke of yesterday
\nThe shell that cracked the serpents brain
\nThe fragility they say
\nThe subversion of the masses
\nWho buy into this stuff
\nWho eat their eggs for breakfast
\nWho cannot get enough<\/p>\n
Of what is a cataclysm
\nOf purgatory and pain
\nA complete obliteration
\nA proxy of disdain
\nAn alternative a compromise
\nA languor let us say
\nA neutralized legless abomination
\nA denatured display<\/p>\n
We churn out all this agony
\nInsemination rules
\nWe concentrate we incubate
\nThe management are fools
\nWe are the ruination
\nThe apocalyptic mess
\nWe liquidate the masses
\nAnd there is no redress<\/p>\n
Our outburst and the turbulence
\nIt now is everywhere
\nEverything is done forcibly
\nWe detonate despair
\nChickens have become the damned
\nAnointed with our shit
\nWith our MSG and GMO’s
\nTheir vital spark we pit<\/p>\n
Our chemical persuasion
\nOur antibiotic cleanse
\nWe frighten and we purge them
\nAnd restrict them in our pens
\nTheir reward is misery
\nAnd perhaps the guillotine
\nOr trapping their heads in the cages
\nWith our fucking machine<\/p>\n
Dumb they are not
\nThey feel they bleed
\nThey suffer at our hands
\nWe become the scavenging ones
\nDespite whatever plans
\nWe had for mindfulness and care
\nThat urge for making profit
\nMeant it actually goes no where<\/p>\n
Its balance sheets and margins
\nIts everything off shore
\nIts lying and denying
\nThat is what life’s for
\nCompassion is not in fashion
\nEmpathy as well
\nWe must listen to the banksters
\nFor they were trained in hell<\/p>\n
The poor are an absurdity
\nThe animals are too
\nThose vegans out there shouting
\nTheir cause the think is true
\nWe must label them terrorists
\nTheir reality is wrong
\nThe corporate march to freedom
\nIs where they all belong<\/p>\n
Animals have no rights
\nThat demonocracy
\nThat is what we are fighting against
\nIf you ask me<\/p>\n
thank you MERCY for animals<\/p>\n
Shady brae
\nCreekside and Ku ku farms
\nSparboe farms<\/p>\n
Of CANada<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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