Anthony Weir

Rookie (13th September 1941)

The Misery Of Milk And Hitler In The Heart - Poem by Anthony Weir

People eat meat as though
vegetables were rare
- as if we lived in cold palæolithic times
when there weren't even nettles or chickweed
- as if they were feudal lords
- as if meat tasted better than cellulose flavoured with blood
- as if it were not forbidden to photograph abattoirs
- as if cows had no sorrow
-as if we were only victims of history
- as if there were no tomorrow.

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, May 7, 2006



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