I’m tired, my knees ache, I have sore feet,
My belly is heavy with child inside.
Head is aching from the blistering heat,
What’s coming is worse, I’m desperate to hide.
Last year I cheerfully bore my first child,
All the discomfort and pain were worth it.
My love for him instant, instinctive, wild,
Overwhelmed me, the light in my heart lit.
I washed him and nursed him, my suckling angel,
My purpose in life was now clear to me –
To love him, protect him and teach him well.
Like any other mother I would be.
The sun set that day and the bright moon rose,
And we spent a blissful night together.
Brief nirvana before that bitter dose,
When hell swallowed me whole, meat and leather.
At dawn I heard their heavy stomping feet,
They approached us as I was feeding him.
Without shame they just pulled him off the teat,
I jumped and bellowed but couldn’t stop them.
I suppose I went out that day and grazed,
My anguish unheard, unnoticed even.
Like the others I stood, I laid down, dazed.
Can’t comprehend, can’t believe. I’m broken.
Now aching with the weight of my udder,
Infection inflames, I wince when they suck the
Milk from my teats, by machine, I shudder.
Bereft of my child, enslaved non-mother.
Go Vegan to keep mother and child together!
And look at Where are you going Deidra? – it’s got a happy ending 🙂