but you're the chicken, easily, if you can't watch a dvd of factories that murder animals compassion-free/
tragically we sometimes think our meat comes magically to stores and not from torture, as it does actually/
When we eat beef, how often do we question how each animal lived and suffered defeat?/
not that we ask how we farm our wheat, but there's no suffering to plants and trees /
compared to how we artificially force pigs to breed, as the mothers lose their will to breathe/
their babies bleed inconspicuously/ these animals live listlessly as the 'employees' kill freely/
it's really quite disturbing that it's all hidden behind such a thin curtain, yet most ignore on purpose, for certain/
there's more in store for a person who eats this perverted version of beef then losing sleep/
the industry pulls the wool over our eyes like sheep, as antibiotic-resistant bacteria creep into our teeth/
the future's bleak if this catastrophe continues to spread internationally, and intelligent animals lose sanctuary/
intelligent cannibals, humans, give thanks and bury furry/feathered friends down the hatch, with curry in a hurry/
saying grace saves face, bless the neck down of this animal race, but the head has no place on our plate/
we have no basis to rate the steak as great, because the cow was shipped from out of state with no name plate/
so the meat we make and bake, then eat, is fake/ because no one seeks the time to take our kind consumers to the factory line /
where death is blind and torture goes undefined/ think about your order next time you dine/