When your mother is raped
\nWhen she’s put in a rack
\nInseminated
\nA sexual attack
\nShe will never forget
\nThats when you know
\nYour future is bleak
\nAnd as slowly you grow<\/p>\n
She will give you her all
\nUntil the day
\nYou are born
\nAnd the farmer takes you away
\nKidnaps you, fsexes you
\nYour future lies
\nIn your sex are you female
\nWhat a surprise<\/p>\n
You are male
\nDearie me
\nYou don’t have much worth
\nRape racks won’t provide
\nA means to a birth
\nSo what chance for you
\nThrow you onto a truck
\nTake you off to a trench
\nWhere you realise luck<\/p>\n
Is sadly not with you
\nThe milk made for you
\nWill be sold off to humans
\nWho don’t have a clue
\nOf if they do have a clue
\nThey don’t give a toss
\nIts called economics
\nAnd you are a loss<\/p>\n
You represente nothingness
\nAnnihilation
\nYou are being erased
\nThats your salvation
\nYou are an unanimal
\nA fictitious soul
\nDefunct dead and obsolete
\nYou have no role<\/p>\n
The Dairy Industry
\nWants all the cream
\nFemales are drugged up
\nSo increasing their stream
\nThe udders make profit
\nAnd Monsatan sees
\nRecombitant bovine growth hormone
\nEach squeeze<\/p>\n
So all the poor mothers
\nAre giving their all
\nDrugged up to the eyeballs
\nTheir life does appal
\nThe angels the goddess
\nCreators but they
\nHave really no say
\nAt what happens today<\/p>\n
So the male calves
\nPure babies
\nInnocent souls
\nAre thrown in a heap
\nNobody’s goals
\nLost to the world
\nInnocence they
\nOn the wrong side of profit
\nSo the farmers say<\/p>\n
They look up
\nDoleful eyes
\nPleading to live
\nBang you are dead mate
\nWhat can you give
\nMe just more problems
\nIts easy this way
\nAnd all the milk mother makes
\nIs hours every day<\/p>\n
We pull the trigger
\nAnd you are away
\nKicking a bit
\nBut the farmer wont pay
\nThe milk drinking humans
\nThey pay in the end
\nWith their clogged up arteries
\nWhich others defend<\/p>\n
BIG PHARMA earns lots
\nDrugs for the boys
\nFor the animals too
\nBut the calves
\nFeel the joys
\nOf the sun on their backs
\nFor this limited time
\nWhilst their dumped off a truck
\nAnd the bard writes a rhyme<\/p>\n
Then all is forgotten
\nAs the ice cream is scoffed
\nAnd the cheese and biscuits
\nand the milk shakes are
\nQuaffed.
\nIce cold on the cornflakes
\nAnd your rich latte
\nHas cost millions of lives
\nAt the end of the day<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
When your mother is raped When she’s put in a rack Inseminated A sexual attack She will never forget Thats when you know Your future is bleak And as slowly you grow She will give you her all Until the … Continue reading