Outta sight, outta mind
The murderhouse, where you will find
Death row individuals intensely confined
Chute to death mastermind
Countdown to execution assigned
Queued, shaking, beaten & maligned
Frozen in fear, the others cries combined
The clocks hands align
You’re next on the kill floor, get behind
The smell of blood, remind
Your steps hesitant, disinclined
Electric prod compels you, undermine
Meat- you define
The final moment, your bellow repined
Stop eating other animals….be kind

Total Liberation

Dig Out Your Soul