‘I’ve Seen You In The Meat Aisle’, by Emily Murphy
Posted on April 25, 2019
I’ve seen you in the meat aisle
Seen you choosing what to eat
Eyeing up their body parts
In rows all nice and neat.
I’ve seen you grabbing bottled milk
That wasn’t made for you
And I know you never think about
The suffering they knew.
I’ve watched you fill your trolley up
With misery and pain.
Eggs and cheese, a leg, a wing
My heart just broke again.
You say I should respect your choice
That it’s your right to choose
Well legally perhaps you win
But morally you lose.
I don’t know how you do it
But you close your ears and eyes
To the slaughterhouse, the blood and screams
Their fear, despair and cries.
It doesn’t even cross your mind
You bite and drink and chew
And you keep yourself from knowing
They died because of you.
So no, I don’t respect your choice
There’s no respect from me
You are putting in your stomach
Someone you refuse to see.
The animals, they have no voice
Convenient for you
But have a heart and look at those
WHO LOST THEIR LIVES FOR YOU[/et_pb_text][/et_pb_column][/et_pb_row][/et_pb_section]