I watched them all die
\nIn a thrashing confusion
\nMy mother my father
\nMy two sisters who
\nLooked back at me
\nLying still on the rack
\nThey all bled they all screamed
\nWhen their sweet souls were free<\/p>\n
Heartless our farmer
\nPitiless larcenist
\nSadistic and brutal
\nHe through and through
\nLoaded us onto the truck
\nJust this morning
\nSwearing as usual
\nHe really held true<\/p>\n
We knew we were finished
\nTagged and inked yellow
\nThat was our marker
\nIt mean\u2019t we would die
\nOn the truck to the slaughterhouse
\nWe felt the fear
\nAnd now I am the last one
\nSo it would appear<\/p>\n
The gathering clouds
\nAre surely above me
\nThe challenge is really
\nCan I keep my cool
\nGrieving for mother
\nShe always was good to me
\nTo see her slaughtered
\nBy that rotten fool<\/p>\n
They all watched each other
\nSwing from the gantry
\nBleed it was awful
\nAnd now all alone
\nIt seemsI\u2019m forgotten
\nStuck on this slab here
\nWaiting for my chance
\nQuietly I groan<\/p>\n
If only more of you
\nCould only be vegans
\nOr more go veggie
\nYes overnight
\nIt would help us animals
\nWho want to live life
\nBut succumb to losing
\nOur lives and our light.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
I watched them all die In a thrashing confusion My mother my father My two sisters who Looked back at me Lying still on the rack They all bled they all screamed When their sweet souls were free Heartless our … Continue reading