FACTORY FARMING BLUES

Hear my song of woeLook well; see the flowLife’s lusting for survival Rivals reaching for revivalIn competition for resources Desire to find recoursesConsumerism’s lust thrust upon us every stepCreates a schism in our humanityStrive for sanitySearch for an end to succumbingTo become better before death comes …
Fame, riches, voices no one hears, too busy with wanting to get what they have  Yet somehow never didPassion and poetry flow in my veins, Poetry makes us see more than we wantExamine, consider anewLike a sudden cloudburst, rain can’t be avoidedGet wet even if you didn’t want toHear my pleas, please, hear the crying of all factory-farmed animals scream, cry for help
Production methods for meat is a disgrace to humanity Make conscious beings suffer in rounds from birth to death, lives unlived, shortened drastically, live in constant pain tragicallyBrutality can’t possibly have redeeming qualitiesFollow like the livestock we are, allow immorality to flourishNeed to be free from barbarity lest we become the suffering we imbibe
Our earth requires compassionConsciousness and cruelty don’t get alongPain sears through my brain Soul Secrets rip through meStand outside my head observe Bleak realitySurrounded by pollution Needing a solution No absolution through brutal lives led to slaughter – is this really nutritionWho stands to explore alternatives to barbarous merciless sadistic tradition?
Create compassion, humanity –
Be the change we want to see …