Somewhere in the distant and dry lands ,
There lay a pig farm,
Made in a place where man had become a minority,
Not a coincidence, No ,
This was deliberate,
Intended and intentional.
The farm is full,
Full to the brim,
With pigs of varying sizes and shapes and ages,
Young & old,
Big & small,
Yet the men,
The men dripping in desire and greed,
Keep bringing more pigs ,
More and more and more.
On the orders of the monstrous men,
The pigs are forcibly bred,
Soon there\'ll be more little pigs playing around,
Soon the men\'s greed will demand more,
Soon the pigs shall be violated again,
For the poor pigs just so happen to be at the men\'s mercy .
The pigs are fed everyday,
Fat and healthy,
So they can fetch a good, good profit ,
When the pigs are slain for slaughter.
Month\'s bleed by ,
And the man\'s lust and greed increases,
From his balcony high above ,
He looks down at the pigs ,
With a crazed hunger in his eyes,
Drool spreading down his chin,
He is restless,
He doesn\'t see the pigs ,
He only sees the profit,
A profit he\'s willing to do anything for,
Be it selling his soul,
Or making a deal with the devil.
One day, all the men had a meeting,
They discussed and debated ,
For hours on end,
And finally, finally, finally reached a conclusion,
A disturbing decision.
The men nodded and agreed,
That the pigs were too precious,
That is to say ; the bloody and beastly insides of the pigs ,
Finally, the pigs they had spent months fattening would fetch them a fortune,
All they had to do was bring insides of the pigs out ,
That is it ,
Easy task, really.
However, there lay an issue on their perverted path,
An obstacle to overcome,
They couldn\'t possibly take the insides of pigs and still keep them alive,
Could they ?
No ,
Something had to be done.
The men had a meeting again,
Nodding and agreeing,
That the solution to the problem of pigs was quite simple ,
All they had to do was kill the pigs ,
As easy as that,
Not an issue at all,
But to ensure they didn\'t fall short of the putrid pigs,
They\'d keep bringing and breeding more pigs ,
Clever men you see,
The men , they are not used to giving,
All they do is take ,
And take,
And take,
And take.
And hence , a date was decided,
When all the pigs will be slain for slaughter,
Given up for greater good,
A massacre meant for upliftment of mankind.
On the day of the sterile slaughter,
The pigs were herded in my the men ,
It was not long before the pigs were all dead ,
Killed with precision,
Yet the pig blood splattered everywhere,
Beheaded bodies covered in blood,
The man stands holding the axe,
Looking at the dead pigs with hungry eyes,
And a smile too wide,
As his face drips with insides of the pigs ,
Covered in filth.
As planned, the men take the fattened pigs\' insides out ,
And fetch a fortune from it ,
Making a big profit,
While on the other side of the farm,
More pigs are brought in,
More and more and more and more,
To feed into the man\'s greed,
To feed into the man\'s lust .
Another few months bleed by,
And one day chaos struck,
Someone ratted out !
Someone snitched !
Oh no !
God forbid!
Men of a different kind are arriving in the pig farm,
Carrying cameras and guns and badges and speakers.
The men new to the farm do a bit of probing around,
They zip open the pigs ,
And what they find inside is surely shocking,
Unexpected and unnatural,
Inside the pigs\' skin lay a porcelain doll,
A plaything,
A toy ,
Thousands of porcelain living around thousands of pigs,
The pig is porcelain and the porcelain is pig .
But the news never made the town ,
As they say ,
Money can buy you anything,
Anything from scissors to silence,
What happened in the pig farm stayed in the pig farm ,
Man shook hands with man,
Both eyeing their own filth and fortune.
And hence, the pigs stay on the pig farm,
Forcibly bred and bought,
Slain for slaughter,
For the greater good,
And it will continue as long as the monster lives on ,
Because in the end ,
Man will always favour man ,
Man will always fall in lust and sin for his own fortune,
And pigs will always be the prized sacrifice,
The cycle will continue, to this day,
Endless and absolute.