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On Slaughtering
Contributed by
MuhammadShanazar
on
Tuesday, 7th November 2006 @ 04:01:45 AM in AEST
Topic:
didactic
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I claim not, fair or unfair,
But tell you, what I did see,
On the chicken slaughterers shop
When I ordered for the one.
They were numerous,
Moving and clucking,
Soft, white and vigorous,
Unaware to the death approaching,
For they were to be dined.
A man callous faced,
Clad in dress blood stained,
Caught one from the wings,
Pressed legs with a clumsy foot,
Wrenching neck, stifled throat,
With the thumb nail.
With a heart hardened by practice,
A long sharp knife, moved crosswise
Blood thick, red and warm,
Welling out from the cut,
Sprinkled staining the dress more.
It uttered not a sound, a cry of pain
As we do, when crushed,
Under the feet of heavy woe.
For we have tongue, voice and wisdom,
But they not.
Throbbing a little became still,
Cutting off legs, he ripped up,
Fluffy soft, feathery cloak.
A thing alive a moment ago,
Was lying lifeless to be served.
Then gutting out entrails,
He made pieces eight,
With a chopper sharp.
Who knows life and death,
Are cousins, close and intimate,
Who knows equal are the pangs,
Of death to great and small.
On eating meet and being fierce,
O man! Detest not the animals,
You too are found of eating flesh,
But the difference is,
You eat spicy cooked,
And they bloody raw.
Be aware treat them with care,
Be loving, grateful and kind,
For they are the feeding servants,
Give you flesh and fur, milk and marrow,
And for the sake of yours,
Suffer painful agonizing death.
Copyright ©
MuhammadShanazar
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2006-11-07 04:01:45]
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Re: On Slaughtering
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by Honey56 on
Tuesday, 7th November 2006 @ 03:15:50 PM AEST
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Wow!...Interesting but entertaining...Nice post
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Re: On Slaughtering
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by deadheadpoet on
Saturday, 6th January 2007 @ 10:30:13 AM AEST
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Oh my goodness. This is so very powerful. You are an unbelievable human being. To write this, to care what a fellow animal brother is feeling. I am so blessed to know you. I once assisted with the slaughter of some chickens. It was horrendous. Made me sick. Ah but yes, I will eat chicken if someone else does the heinous deed of killing it. It makes me feel remorseful and makes me remember to thank our animal brother and sisters for the nourishment they can provide. (I should be a vegetarian)
Much peace and love,
Laura (who is thinking way too much about this) |
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Re: On Slaughtering
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by heba48 on
Tuesday, 9th January 2007 @ 07:53:20 AM AEST
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| wow i am speechless! |
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Re: On Slaughtering
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by Whisper on
Saturday, 20th January 2007 @ 11:19:40 AM AEST
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Good write this. Yes you can know the death of our foods. If they could speak and have a say I imigine they would say just as you have wrote. Interesting piece good food ,excuse the pun, for thought.
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