We live in a world gone mad
where, in advance of storm,
the Keepers of the pigs and chickens
lock the warehouse doors,
climb into their comfy cars,
and flee the flooding
that drowns five thousand terrified
They're not worried,
since insurance will repay them
for "lost inventory".
Can we scream loud enough
to wake ourselves up
from this nightmare of corporate
indifference to all but profit?
Can we do something more
than wince and abhor?
Instead of a howl,
can we stop eating fowl?
Can we give up our bacon,
yes, you, and yes, me,
and set all the pigs free?
for my prompt at Real Toads: Earth Grief. I have more than enough of that to go around, but this week it is the pigs and chickens that drowned in the flooded Carolinas in late September, and the massive release of manure into fresh water systems that has gotten me down.
These are all personal choices, no judgment, when it comes to what we eat. But it hit home for me, lover of dogs and of wolves, that all animals feel love, happiness, fear, pain and terror. They all want to live, free of torture, confinement, and the screams of their fellow beings dying, knowing they are next. Factory "farming" is barbaric. There is no farming going on. They say one cant be an environmentalist and eat meat, as livestock is one of the biggest producers of greenhouse gases.
Turning to a plant-based diet, or at least reducing our consumption of animal products is one choice we can make to help the planet.
My cousin calls this "no one got hurt" meals!
To advocate for ethical and humane treatment of animals, we can bombard our legislators with a demand for regulations that protect helpless non-human beings, who are victims of our disgusting corporate culture. As are we. There is a difference in meat from factory farms and meat healthily and humanely grown, on real farms, as it was in the old days. No trauma, no hormones, no antibiotics. No fear and abuse.
For a better world, my friends. We live in hope.