YouAreCattle: You follow, you stand and Chew the cud.
You Are Cattle
You follow, you stand and
Chew the cud.
You are owned, you are property,
And you look in awe at the one who owns you.
Like he’s a God, not a man.
You sneer when he kills the sheep,
You laugh as the chickens are taken away,
Their necks, wrung.
You eat your plentiful grass
And the thought that
You Are Next
Doesn’t even enter your mind.
You say the fences are for your safety,
But they are not.
They are to keep you in.
Because You Are Cattle.