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EXTINCT

A cool pool of blood across the abatoir.
The last of the lambs,
tortured, slaughtered for us.
Peaceful at last
the lambs who looked to us as gods.
Meals on four legs they were for us
savages.
Born for the fire of suffering.
Perhaps they are best
extinct.
Each one gone
each one at rest.
Be sensible humans....
Cheese and eggs have
as much protein
or even nuts and soya.


◄ THE COLD POOL

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