ListenDenied all of its rights, it lies on your plate.Listen
It died a tragic death, you wouldn't contemplate. Listen closely, you can hear it speak... It's the flesh of animals, in which you call meat. The story it has to tell could never be told. But now, the time has come- for it to unfold.
In agony, these creatures bellow in pain. To hunters, only considered game. To butchers, their salary.
To consumers, food. In which you buy, raw and crude.
Now listen closely, look at your dish. Chicken, beef, pork, or fish. Each has a story of how it got, to the des
--
In time, every rhyme
will die away.
Love fades to dust.
And I must it seems,
Choke on the ashes
Of what will never be.
The Ballad Of Lavitz Carter
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