“But bacon!”
was the mic drop
The end of having to feel,
the instant end to imagining
the suffering in a meal
How easy to dismiss
the pain, the cries, the fear,
when all we need to block it out
is bacon to appear
How simplistic are our morals?
How little do we care?
If nothing else determines
who we eat and wear
You watched the slaughter footage,
tears falling from your head,
but then you quickly smiled,
“But bacon!” was all you said
18 Sep 2018
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