There I was shut in a cage,
With forty others like me,
Barely room to turn around,
It wasn’t a good place to be.
I looked out through the bars so small,
And cried out with such pain,
When across the hall I saw,
A door which was blood stained.
I was told that through that door,
Was a place of vicious killing,
Where others like me would meet their end,
Shh….if you were quiet you could hear them screaming.
On the morning of that horrific day,
I was given a plethora of feed,
I ate it all up so hungrily,
Not seeing the motive behind this deed.
Our cage door was then opened wide,
We thought that we were free,
Our legs could stretch, run, skip and gambol,
But the truth we could not see.
Then we were fenced in yet again
And guided towards the door,
We were pushed through it with such a force,
That many got up no more…
Terrible screams filled the air,
Thick with the smell of blood,
Our dreams of freedom shattered,
When the colossal door closed with a thud.
A buzzing sound filled the room,
And then echoed throughout my head,
All at once the world I knew was gone,
Whilst a slit in my throat bled.
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