Daughter

Dee awoke at midnight’s clutch,
Slipped out the window with softest touch.
Across the farm, to the shop she ran
To hatch her newest, greatest plan.

Her soul empathetic, her heart did bleed
For all the meat they didn’t need.
It felt to be such a pointless waste
To kill and kill just for a taste.

The door creaked slow, and it creaked loudly,
Dee stomped in heroic and proudly.
With no lights on, and animals surrounding,
Dee started to worry, her heart was pounding.

She searched the shop for a wire to cut.
Purpose welled up within her gut.
Dee stumbled just near a switch and lever
Lights came on, seemed brighter than ever.

Machines whirred and the beasts all whined
Knowing the end that they would find.
Dee held on to a pig, on a conveyor belt
Pulling, and pulling, though in vain, she felt.

Releasing, she knew she was soon to be dead,
The straps on the pig had wrapped round her head.
Dee screamed “I hate you” to her mom and her dad,
For killing
 and killing as much as they had.

Dee screamed “please no” as a sawblade drew near,
But in moments, the blade had just passed her ear.
Her body went limp on the belt below,
The pigs would not feast, for something said ‘no’.

Arisen, in rage, Dee searched for her head,
From a bucket, some entrails would do fine instead.
She reached for the table to pick up some tools,
And ran to the farmhouse to go find those fools.

“Hey mother, hey father. Come see what you’ve done!
I’ll give you a moment if you wanna run!
Then C’MERE PIGGIES, like you led them to the slaughter,
Let’s see how you fare, COME NOW, SEE YOUR DAUGHTER!”