Meet yourself
The one who vexes innocent souls
Those who take you to diety
Where you find it tough to walk
They suffer multiple trips in the day
Only to have grass and hay
That they had freely in the meadow
Only to be sadly enter this trap!
Those who get slaughtered
For a few minutes of your taste
And fur, wool, carts and belts
And the nutrients more essential
Than the very life of the voiceless
Tormenting the innocent day and night
For no fault of theirs
Other than that they got trapped
In the clutches of humanity!
Bon appetite , dear friend
As you pierce through the flesh
That hangs from the caracass
For your few moments of choice
Some calf went hungry for your morning tea
Good morning !
And if the vexation is so acceptable
Go, meat yourself
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