We are worthy of more
\nBut this life is a war
\nOf attrition our mission
\nAnd condition become
\nDisabled by cruelty
\nAgony tenderness
\nEvery absurdity
\nand no redress
\nOur life is pathetic
\nThe mistaken belief
\nThat Nature who gave us life
\nSaid some relief
\nWas possible out there
\nUntil man came along
\nwith his profit and loss
\nAnd everything wrong<\/p>\n
His erring and perversion
\nDeluded was he
\nMaladjusted and evil
\nand wanting to see
\nThe scales where his profit sits
\nWeighted on high
\nAnd his losses as low
\nAs the fat in his eye
\nThe betrayal of females
\nRaped milked and lost
\ntheir offspring kidnapped
\nA very high cost
\nTo a mother whose purest intent
\nWas to be
\nLoving and kind into eternity<\/p>\n
But that\u2019s when the unintelligent
\nLow brow came by
\nThe dairy farmers who want to know why
\nOur calves are needing the milk
\nThat we make
\nIt\u2019s not for your yoghurt your butter or cake
\nIt adds to dementia it\u2019s not meant to be
\nWe are ungulates bovines not humans and we
\nProduce milk for our calves god made it so
\nHathor was up to how we had to grow<\/p>\n
But you lot the lunatics, insanity
\nDeranged in so many ways
\nYou unsoundly
\nfeed us on poisons
\nOn soya on wheat
\nOn genetically modified
\nDry crap to eat<\/p>\n
You milk us to death
\nWith the recombinant strains
\nOur udders grown massive
\nAnd we are in pains
\nTo manage the weight of the udders
\nFor we
\nFind our legs soon give out
\nAnd the pain then it be
\nIntense and awful
\nBut still what you do
\nIs milk us to death
\nWhen we can\u2019t walk your view
\nIs to truck us to push us
\nTo beat us and leave
\nUs deep in our sorrow
\nJust let us grieve<\/p>\n
We moo to the heavens
\nWe sigh to the Dawn.we cry in the mornings
\nMuffled we yawn
\nOur hoarseness is silenced
\nInaudibly
\nWe suffer like crazy
\nThe malaise you can\u2019t see
\nWe feel every bump
\nEvery graze in our skin
\nEvery kick makes us sick
\nAnd you think you win
\nWe are shattered by living
\nAnd giving so much
\nYou deprived us and ruined us
\nSo out of touch<\/p>\n
Now I lay on this cold floor
\nAnd nobody cares
\nSomeone might kick me
\nAnd lots of them stares
\nMy inactivity
\nThat is my pain
\nAnd when the time comes
\nall the hate and disdain
\nAs I am sent to the slaughterhouse
\nHung up And stabbed
\nMy throat torn a\u2019sunder
\nMy trachea jabbed
\nBefore my heart stops
\nMy feet are sliced clear
\nEvery thought I ever had
\nAnd One last tear
\nRolls out of my soul
\nAnd onto the floor
\nEvery cow raped and milked
\nWas a victim of war<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
We are worthy of more But this life is a war Of attrition our mission And condition become Disabled by cruelty Agony tenderness Every absurdity and no redress Our life is pathetic The mistaken belief That Nature who gave us … Continue reading