Poem: The Most Learning I Ever Did At School Was In One Day On A Field Trip To The Abattoir

We watched the cows get loaded up the ramp where they walked to their death, a fear in their eyes. They put their heads down low as the bolt went through their ear. And then a big dull sound as they hit the floor. A chain dragging them, one-by-one, by the ankle and lifting them up to hang in stench.

And then a guy would walk forward and put a huge blade …