An Infectiousness and a pestilential gathering
\nUnsterilised and as filthy as can be
\nLoads and loads of rounded up strays
\nTransported for hours and hours
\nAnd all of them are coming here to be<\/p>\n
Processed that’s the word but what it appears to me
\nIs carnage and such lamentation they
\nHave their legs tied to their backs
\nA flat can on their nose
\nAnd for 6 whole hours they are traveling this way<\/p>\n
Many are bruised and broken and over come by heat
\nThey get no food nor water and that’s enough to beat
\nAny living soul on earth its a terrible affair
\nSuppurating wounds and thick germ laden air<\/p>\n
And those that work the dog trade
\nAre as nasty as can be
\nWallowing in shit themselves
\nThey don’t see apparently<\/p>\n
For them it’s only money
\nIt blinds them in a way
\nIt extinguishes their life force
\nOn any given day<\/p>\n
On arrival they are unloaded
\nAnd survivors for a while
\nremain with all the dead and dying
\nYes pile after pile<\/p>\n
Then one by one manhandled
\nAnd beaten around the head
\nNot enough to kill them
\nThen their throats cut
\nAnd it’s said<\/p>\n
The blood is kept in dirty cans
\nTo be sold for people do
\nDrink it just imagine that
\nClearly clueless to<\/p>\n
The E. coli 107 and salmonella that
\nThe anthrax and hepatitis
\nAnd Rabies which are at
\nAnd all about the dog trade
\n10,000 dogs a year
\nAnd 350 people die of Rabies so I hear<\/p>\n
They have to have unsound minds
\nTo work the gutters so
\nIt’s such a disappointment
\nThat souls can actually go<\/p>\n
Into such depravity
\nSuch runination they
\nAnd Can subject souls to terror
\nIn such a barbaric way<\/p>\n
And it seemingly doesn’t bother them
\nDoesn’t touch their hearts at all
\nThey can torture and be malevolent
\nThey fail to hear the call<\/p>\n
Of the innocent survivors
\nWho are bludgeoned anyway
\nWho reach the ultimate adversity
\nOn their dying day<\/p>\n
These are men with families
\nActing In this way
\ncreating, a blood bath
\nEvery single day<\/p>\n
With sinew skin and hair and bone
\nAll over the floor
\nand hanging on the walls
\nLike few have seen before<\/p>\n
A place of great iniquity
\nWhere the ready to die can see
\nAll waiting and listening
\nAnd Watching the fearfully<\/p>\n
Of victims queuing quietly
\nReady for their turn
\nThere really is nothing to say
\nAnd who would want to learn<\/p>\n
How sick these so called men are
\nCriminals in fact
\nDoing what they knew was wrong
\nAnd they don’t seem to react<\/p>\n
Negatively about it
\nrun on robot power
\nRepellent and repulsive
\nAnd No one can reach them now<\/p>\n
They live inside a nightmare
\nWhere Angels only be
\nBrought into their darkness
\nTo be murdered constantly<\/p>\n
The total canine family
\nMust shudder When they hear
\nBaguio city mentioned
\nThe place inducing fear<\/p>\n
Marc Ching entered a slaughterhouse
\nAnd his eyes were met with grief
\nThe smell of death and torture
\nIt was beyond belief<\/p>\n
That man can lose his mind so
\nHis spirit and his soul
\nAnd torture the angelic child
\nWithout any control<\/p>\n
As he left a soul got up and followed
\nBegging Marc to take
\nHer with him which he duly did
\nHer eyes were like a lake <\/p>\n
of tears
\nOf hope of expectation
\nDriven into gloom
\nThis poor soul clearly in agony
\nWithin her living tomb<\/p>\n
Experiencing the hopeless
\nThe last hope may be so
\nHer great big eyes were aching
\nWhere was she to go<\/p>\n
Sitting on a blanket
\nIn a car to where
\nThe veterinary this unnamed dog
\nExperiencing despair<\/p>\n
And now some love and caring
\nAnd sharing sitting there
\nSuffering In silence
\nwith people now aware<\/p>\n
Defeated by the criminals
\nThe craven hearted few
\nWho had hurt her who were cruel to her
\nWho just did what tHey wanted to<\/p>\n
The end was near the dear one
\nCould feel I am sure that she
\nWas now in good hands sadly though
\nShe wanted to be<\/p>\n
Out of all this squalor
\nthis agony and pain
\nThese memories of human beings
\nLiving in a drain<\/p>\n
Gutter snipes of evil
\nAggressors through and through
\nOf course I call up Anubis
\nThe protector who is true<\/p>\n
Who must take on these evil scum
\nThese ragged disaffected
\nWho should be forced a burial
\nAnd each year resurrected<\/p>\n
Never to be forgotten
\nFor the evil they did do
\nTo have to lose a four legged friend
\nWho he did rescue<\/p>\n
Only to know his new best friend
\nReally had to die
\nCouldn’t bear that torment
\nWhich was really why<\/p>\n
The veterinary had to
\nLet the poor soul go
\nShe at least experienced
\nLove first hand from Marc
\na token of affection
\nSome light out of her dark<\/p>\n
And perhaps will at the rainbow bridge
\nenter into play
\nWith the butterflies
\nAnd the lace wings
\nThat are bound to fly her way<\/p>\n
This whole murderous activity is Disgusting
\nTorturing and murdering dogs for food is banned in the Philippines unless it’s for religious purposes.
\nLaws passed in 1982 and 1998
\nThe problem is the GOvernment are weak tHe police are corrupt
\nAnd the fines for those caught and charged minimal
\nSo it goes on commercially and is run by out and out criminal psychopaths making a small fortune out of it all.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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