I could sense something was wrong
So I went to see moving carefully among the trees
I saw a building of harsh stone
Unforgiving standing alone
I crept up with stealth to see through a small window
Hoping it would reveal what was inside
Curious me, with my curious nature.
Looking in like I spy
I saw things that were vile
This building was a slaughter house
A place of death, a place of pain.
Peering in I saw animals queuing up to be put to death
Cows on the right and pigs hung from hooks on the left
No hope or salvation
Just simply death
And I saw the terror in their eyes
To me this was no shock or surprise.
I crept around too the door
And was not prepared for what I saw
Blood running like a river as they slit pigs throats
As they fired into the head of the cow a bolt
I could smell the blood and smell the death
And in that moment I felt bereft
I could hear the deafening terrified screams
From the pigs as they were dying
Then sent into searing hot water and steam
So as to strip the skin with comparative ease
The cows were hauled up on hooks
To suffer the same fate if I am not mistook.
In this place I could almost taste
The sickening meat on display
I moved inside where a cow was hanging
I stroked the hair upon its face
Said a prayer for its soul
And felt the disgrace carried out by the human race
I could feel the last of the warmth evacuate.
I touched, smelt, saw, heard and tasted the death of animal innocence
And vowed never to eat meat again
A man came over and tried justifying this
Saying that they were bred for it.
I was not convinced
I just felt sick
I said nothing but left
This obscenity would now live with me
Long on in my thought, dreams and memories.