Ät barnet

Det var ett tag sedan jag skrev ett inlägg, men nyligen läste jag en dikt som berörde mig mycket, och jag vill gärna dela med mig den.

Eat the baby

When mum gave birth to a baby,

All chorused, ‘Well done mum!’

But mother didn’t say a word

Because this mum was dumb.


When baby was a few days old

Their mouths began to water 

The innocent little baby would

 Very soon be gone for slaughter.


When baby was but two weeks old

 They put her on the scales

 From there into a wooden box

 Made fast with iron nails.


They took the baby to a place

 Which had a crimson floor,

 The walls were coated too of course

 With crimson guts and gore.


They dragged the baby from the box

Onto the bloody ground

And when the shocks were sent through her

She didn’t make a sound.


They hung the baby by her feet

Onto a moving chair

But no one stopped to ask about

The excruciating pain.


The baby traveled upside down

And met a bloody knife

And when the knife plunged into her

She parted with her life.


The baby hung there motionless,

Her entrails swam below

The reason for her violent death?

The lamb would never know.


They ripped the skin, clean off her back

And hacked her into two

The reason for the baby’s death?

was simply HOT LAMB STEW!!!!


Det får en att tänka, minst sagt!


Jesper Shuja

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