Through open doors we wandered
\nOut of the cold night air
\nInto what was just bedlam
\nWe had to fight for air
\nPenetrating roughness
\nSoaked into our lungs
\nThe malodorous stench of filth
\nSo strong
\nReeking Which tasted on our tongues<\/p>\n
In such a place made us wretch and heave
\nReally you would never believe<\/p>\n
That in here are female pigs
\nAnd they are in farrowing crates
\nYes every day
\nLeft here among the maggots and fliesAnd<\/p>\n
And their own warm shit
\nYes you guys<\/p>\n
This your belly and legs of pork
\nThis your bacon on your fork
\nRiddled wirh germs and sweaty and wrong
\nThese poor females sing no song
\nThey can hardly breathe now nor can we
\nWe Watch them lying their they can see
\nUs With our torch lights pleading eyes
\nScarred and beaten and chafed the lies
\nThe advertusers sell to you
\nPrime cuts of english pork
\nThe few we see here in a pitiful state
\nCrying inwardly this their fate
\nLabelled up as culling souls
\nThe slaughterhouse manned by more trolls<\/p>\n
CLearly trolls run this dark plAce
\nIt is entirely a disgrace
\nThese animals are to be eaten by YOU
\nThey are suffering pain each one is true
\nFemales lying in their own mess
\nPigs are not dirty let me stress
\nWe make them dirty for we are shit
\nAnd, we do not care a bit
\nSit on our sofas watching TV
\nAnd off to the market some bacon to see
\nWe dont care where it came from we
\nWill cook and eat it happily<\/p>\n
I have been vegan 48 years
\nThats a lot of pigs saved
\nAnd their tears I can hear
\nAt night when I
\nLay my head and watch the sky
\nThe rancid air the tainted breath
\nThe sulphurus messages of
\ncoming death
\nIt is offensive to loiter here
\nLonger than you would want its clear
\nWe threw our clothes and shoes away
\nWhen we left thet hell on that fateful day<\/p>\n
In our hearts and minds were these females who
\nWould soon be flesh and blood in you<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Through open doors we wandered Out of the cold night air Into what was just bedlam We had to fight for air Penetrating roughness Soaked into our lungs The malodorous stench of filth So strong Reeking Which tasted on our … Continue reading